Monday, June 12, 2006
and one day we will die and our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea
its eleven pm and i have THIS much homework to do... fuck. my arms hurt from drawing so quickly (and poorly). i feel sorry for my french buddies 'coz they will be receiving one ugly hand-drawn book.
ahhhhhhhhhhhh stessssssssssss
actually, im not stressed. just annoyed as hell. ugh!
i smell like like cocoa body butter. mmmmm
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