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Nov 2012
I'm wiggling my toes like mad
and my eyes continuously move
around the room nervously.
I wave my arms like I'm crazy
and I keep asking myself, why?
There's no way I can sit still
for the entire eternity of an hour...
A freaking hour for each layer.
Oh, ****, why was I so stupid,
why did I want to paint my nails?
© 2012
I'm bored but thank Heaven for my touch screen phone.
Pandora dO
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Pandora dO  Netherlands
(Netherlands)   
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