Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Body Shots


Why wasn't I around everytime something great happens? Ugh~Tequila please!
Talk about wanting to head back to Galera. It's not the beach, it's somewhat about the travel and almost always about the booze. After all, I'm in foreign soil and no one knows who I am. It's somewhat similar to being invisible. I can be whoever I wanna be.

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Panic

It's creeping in. I am worried. My anxiety is picking up.  Please