it was my birthday a week ago.
I still don't feel like I'm twenty.
the only thing that I can actually notice is that my face looks somewhat older. no, not wrinkles. the facial expression in the whole I mean.

I know that I'm a pathological insomniac but even I have to sleep sometimes. Especially on the spring break. There are several reasons why I am awake. When they all mix up together in my head there is only one big uncertainty left. Which does not make things any easier, of course.
I am listening too much to Interpol.
And feel a lot like She Wants Revenge.
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just spare me the suspense.
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:.::.:

aime-moi moins
mais
aime-moi long temps.
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of course i know the root of the problem.
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