Wednesday, July 12, 2006

everybody... *well, nort excatly... is bout 2 onli* is sho fan over stoopid tinks lors.... n well, i wanna tell dem, i understand how u all feel, n don ask me how... i gort my own special ways.. rahs... hais...

todae we gort tis shockin news, tomolo MUS pass up shoe.. if nort, gib $6... sia lars... den aftr skool gort fd lors... den i'm sho in a bloody mood todae lars... b'cz of sum assholes... act innocent... yucks... nort innocent act lyk innocent little gal lyk dart... sarko... bloody asses... n my mood is totally spoilt by those freakos lors... ass lars... my mood is actually damn happi de lors wen i reach skool.. den i c sumtink dart i don wan c... den i little down lars.. den chi... den dart freako waste tym... ass him... den it's rainnin lors... hell.. den i'm sho hungry aftr skool... *wad u expect... no eat recess...* den i don feel lyk eatin lors... hais... i hab been hatin food... den i'm in such a bloody mood lors.. den i expected him 2 ask me wad's rong lars... he didn't... well, i tink we sort of ignore each other again... hais... expected... den i ran 2 mac... wanted go buy jack n jill de.. budden i wan eat fries... den walk back.. saw melia dey all goin lot buy tinks 4 dart art lars.. den go wif dem lor.. den go yuling's hse do... den 7 lyk dart reach hme lars.. n now my brain juice finish le lors.. i carn tink of wad hell 2 draw lars... is lyk my art... hais... don tok liaos... will vomit blood de lars.. hais.

-Rain can wash away the dirts but it carn wash away the shadow dart living in my heart.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]

<< Home