� crack � 2004-03-23 � 10:56 p.m. �
I have a marching band in all it's glory running though my head... memories... worry... trying to make time for everything and everyone all at once. I can't do it. I simply can't...
I am going to crack... or kill myself slowly... and I think I am in within limits to stand up and scream...
If only I had the time and the energy.
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