Monday, June 30, 2008

Blood feels like there's alcohol in it. Can't sleep.
Its six there. To her its her last day there. Don omar. Married to jackie g. Think I sould invite them back? Im listening to shortie like mine =D. <3333. I think mama would want to stay longer. Jen misses him. Tia's hummer is five cylinders. I didn't know that. Maybe I need to become a 18 year old. But it'd be too big of a change since im only seven. She loves me. At seven. Im thinking of listenint to staind in art class. I havnt heard this in a while sorry 2004. Well I won't go to sleep. Its like I missed the shot, its like I droped the ball. Its like im on stage and I forget the words, its like building a new house with no roff and no doors, its like trying to perpise and I aint got the ring, its like staying out at night and having way too much to drink, its like you changed your hair and I don't say a thing, its like falling fast sleep with no kiss, its like I forgot your gift on. Sleep isn't on this boy's calander. Later

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