LUMOS
The price we pay for the memories that last a lifetime.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
As if my night couldn't get any worse,
As if enough things weren't stressing me enough.
This is pushing it.
Nausea is creeping up my throat again.
My vision is fading in and out.
My skin itches and burns.
I'm so dirty.
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