down to the last sliver of confetti
2005-04-02 - 11:19 p.m.

Don't you just hate those pointless revelations that are "as plain as the nose on your face" and yet you have somehow overlooked for mind-boggling amounts of time?

And for some reason one day you just happpen to catch a glinpse of yourself in the mirror and are forced to exclaim "I have a NOSE?! You're SHITTING me!" which is, frankly, just as ridiculous as it sounds.

Where was I when I got "stupid" tattooed onto my forehead and HOW did I manage not to notice??

I don't know what to think anymore ... so I won't.

But I can't be bothered to trawl through the usual - mum, uni, goals, life ... it's all so ... pallid.

What am I supposed to do? Oh, I know; I just don't like the answer.

Hello April, I'm your fool.

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