bismillahirrahmanirrahim.
dearest,
the centrifuge spins so fast. the blood components feel like they have to spin too. follow the machine. if they don't do that, they'll make the walls of the machine bloody. splat. splat. splat!
the world spins so fast.
you spin with it.
when the time goes by seems to get faster,
sometimes you feel like tumbling down.
like a little kid;
doing that helicopter spin.
just that the difference between you and that kid;
is that you have tasks.
squeezed in between your spins.
insomnia?
dreszcze?
merepek?
glabah?
gelebeh? ( okay, lame. =.=')
sit down and think.
or maybe listen ..
and remember who you are ..
and ..
SNAP OUT OF IT!
-end-
=]
ps. thanks ~ yeah. miss u too.
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