Once in a while, after life has been passing you by, you're forced to wake up. Your dreams fade, and life seems to go on without taking your shattered heart into account.
But there is always hope.
Tuesday, March 18, 2003
6 hours and 52 tears later, I find myself with a light headache, but a smile on my face. Forgetting about problems doesn't solve anything, but it does offer a temporary relief that might get me through the next few days without failing my midterms.
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