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Monday, March 2, 2009

Current Mood: Dazed tired Pictures, Images and Photos

I found myself in a daze last night. After reading the emails from iluvcaryl or rather, anonymous, I felt so hollow. As if someone ripped out my insides. I couldn't get rid of the feeling no matter how hard I'd tried. My eyes were substantial but I just didn't wna let myself sleep. It was half past two when I finally forced myself to turn in for the night. Still, I laid on my back, staring at the ceiling. I was tearing up a little every now and then but I didn't allow myself to cry. With so much on my mind, I couldn't sleep no matter how I tossed and turned. One way or another, I found myself drifting off to sleep a couple of hours later.

Its been like that the past week. My eyebags are getting worst and if this continues, I'm gna look like a zombie soon enough.

Am I suffering from Insomnia? Or am I just thinking too much?

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