laying in bed
partly sick
watching misfits
on hulu
just heard some lana del rey
shut in the room with the door closed
wishing that my love
wasn't mad or rather in a bad mood
you would think i'd be used to it
thinking of grilled cheese and tomato soup
although i don't think i like the soup but it looks so good
sleep should do my body good
too bad my body doesn't speak my language
oh this dry cough is so bothersome
i wish i had an english accent
well how about that i think i might have some soup in the kitchen
but definitely not tomato.
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