...with me, that is...
Its either my hormones talking, or I'm really stressed out.
I wanna go clubbing...I wanna drink...I wanna have fun...I wanna toss everything out of my mind...
But I got no money...so I can't 
At least not now...
Another 6 days to go...I just have to make it thru another 6 days...then I can do what I want for at least a week or 2...
I want to live...really live...cos I feel like a walking corpse now...
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