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Monday, February 8, 2010 11:38 PM

As I adjusted my body to be in the best comfortable position on the bus seat,
drowning myself with melancholic music,
feeling the cold harsh air against my neck and thigh,
i looked out the window,
with that little bit of light shining on it,
just enough to shine my own face back at me,
i saw my reflection,
and i gasped to myself,
'OMG, MY FACE FREAKING OILY'

Hahha good night world. It was a good Monday, and good Mondays don't come very often!







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