{Bitching about. . .}

 

Lyrics:   I do  Lisa Loeb

 

For Lucky Strike. . .

Lucky Strike

My quivering lips

Found tranquility in you

My bursting lungs

Wanted you to stay

My trembling hands

Held you tight

Never wanting you to go away

I am enthralled by your scent

Addicted I am to you

I would dearly miss you

As soon as I take

My last breath of you

 

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I feel so harassed! I have my HISTCIV exam tomorrow and I have to pass several papers for my EXPSYLA class. I have got to read and digest three inches worth of readings for tomorrow. Geez!

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I am Angel. . .feeling DARNA!