think again, me. allison, you don't really want a skateboard. you want a
drum set. (= not cheap.
class is (fill in the blank negatively) without you people.
i'm making a choice to live like this
in all of the noise i am silence
the loneliness buliding with each passing day
i'm getting used to it.
i want to light up the classroom, please. only mark that was left behind was FRIZZO. shoeprints must have been erased. s= the white walls could have been blacker. i still feel i'm in the wrong class! sheesh.
i only like break times! see all the pretty faces. =D (psst! i wanna go hard rock cafe!)
now, go to sleep. goodnight! (SNORE)
23:58
that must be it. the bitter end of beautiful illusions. but that won't be all.
you're freakish.
i lost myself.
21:25
you keep the air in my lungs
floating along as a melody comes
my heart beats like timpani drums
keeping the time while a symphony strums
love will remain a mystery
but give me your hand and you will see
your heart is keeping time with me
let the rain fall, i don't care.
it's a monday. let me emphasize again. it's MONDAY. =D
happy my burfdae to you!
kempig. haha. your name has the letter p. you are a pig! happy burfdae! =D
23:46