Biru was just as good as I remembered it to be. A month measures into very little when considering how much I enjoy a fresh, cold draft. I hated my life the next day, but maybe it was worth it. I'm still trying to decide, as my headache still remains.
Shit, 2007 isn't much different than any other year, is it? Where am I?
I am in a place that rarely makes me bored. And because of that, I'm okay no matter what headaches tell me.
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