im possibly going to die of (heartbreak and) fatigue and an overdose of chasing cars. and oh, expired yogurt. this elusive thing called emo-ism comes up often these days, breeding amongst the people around me and, by osmosis, in me a coupla times. especially with an awful overdose of The C/lubroom and the people (oh God, the people) within i had to run and hide in the toilets or steal time away drinking cokelight by myself in the canteen.
i may just be feeling particularly melodramatic, or i could really be dying. NOT HAPPY. help)):