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Date : Tuesday, December 23, 2008 Time : 1:57 AM when the door of privacy gets opened my thoughts, my emotions i fear to be learned. for the inner most honesty can be over heaty. and the timid me, fails to be truthful in front of the face called me. the smile, lasted more dan a mile. the guilt, was nowhere to be found under my quilt. the blame, i think its lame. my courage, will definitely lead to rage. bottom line, i dun dare. the startline, of my dive down there, is just too much to bare. time is an evil machanism. that is the only account i am willing to debit in. on a lighter tone, xmas is approaching. its the tym of the year for giving. can't wait to wear the victoria secret top, heez. can't wait to put things to the test(its a lie). can't wait for my xmas eve dinner. can't wait to drink up xmas eve. can't wait to stop all the waiting ! breathe~ i nid air. and seriously wad must be done is not the doing dat i gotta do but to start the thought of even having done. and its harder than it fucking seems. waaaaaaaaaah. i wanna luff. aiysh, life is just full of shyt. squeekedee squeekie squeek. i summon dear. of whom ? haa. squeekedee squeek squack. Labels: oouh its sickening
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