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03.04.2005 Sunday morning @ 1:18 a.m.
*Randomised*

I am tired. All I want to do is curl up into a rabbit ball and fall into the arms of sleep. My ears are cold. They are freezing. It has been a rollercoaster day.

Desperation calls for desperate measures.

Point to note: never ever do it in public. Embarrassing and humiliating to be looked at by others.

For a lifetime.

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