So pretty much I wake up this morning and I'm like... hmm... my throat is a little sore. W/e must be my allergies.
I wasn't saying that when I was hacking up a lung in 4th period.
So I'm getting sick. From hanging round Mikey? Probably. Mumsie says 'You probably couldn't get anything from him after him being on antibiotics for 24 hours before seeing you.' I was like pssssh whatever. My unstable lungs and aching throat beg to differ. XP
I'm losing my voice too.
Gee I wonder why. =x If you know me well you know why I usually lose my voice. It could be from the sore throat but I'm willing to bet its a combination of both. Bleh.
'I need you back in my arms...'
'I'll get on my knees with my open wrists bleeding, pleading Won't you be my angel of sweet nothing?'
Thats what the song says, anyhow. - Mood:misanthropic
 - Music:Soil... still heh
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