| Current mood: | pessimistic |
| Current music: | tori amos - proffesinal widow |
mind exloded
it's not winter and yet there is snow on the ground and i am locked in wonter's season. the angel has me trapped here. the angel wants me with her. i want to be with her but i also want to be with jon-mikale and tiffani. my mind is going to explode. what do i do?
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