the ramblings of the formerly lonely antonia, a twenty-year-old artist living and working in the windy city, and her discovery of how to live alone without being lonely.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
pain.
My stomach has been killing me for about the last two hours.
I've been doubled up for about a half an hour now, with a rice heat pack stuffed in the waistband of my sweats.
I am so not going to school tomorrow, even if just for the loss of sleep.
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