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Thursday, November 12, 2009 11:06 PM
highly literary, with occasional grammar slips

funny why i bothered.

it was a sunday, 8th november 2009.
my feet died.

it was a certain day after a stupid decision to do a 15km, which broke them. it is seriously in twos now, split apart. it hurts so bad when i walk i feel like a duck with four pairs of waddling flaps. four pairs.

i need to turn them into human feet again.
please God, resurrect my 2 foot.







Plath's Muse

Sarah Chang
NTU English
21 on 09/09/09
I happen to heart the literary.
Dreams of the Heavenly Hosts.

Yadder Yadder