when the first star you see may not be a star.....
so why do you leave these stories unfninished.. my chesire cat door stop with tears in your eyes and why do you look when you already found it and what did you find that would leave you.... w a l k i n g b y ....
don't wanna work tomorrow
:0( i hate it.. but not really
work is so easy it's not even funny.
but liiikkkke i wanna sleep.
and these nights i get high just from breathin.. when i lie here with you.. i kno that i'm real.. like that firework over the freeway.. i could stay here all day.. but that's n o t h o w y o u f e e l.
talked to my teacher today
(he's still an asshole)
dont think i'm gonna fail tho.. at least i hope not
went to the library today.. ew creepy at least kristin went with me.. even tho she left me in the scaries place alone
didn't kno how to spell van gogh. annnd i call myself and art major. way to be.
my tittin is cute. i wanna squish her.
something corporate friday.. mmmm... hotness.
goin to williamsport tomorrow nite.. woooo and then again on monday.. but for more than one day. :0).
on the phone with phil.. get to see him tomorrow .. :0)..
one more month left of school...
and one more semester left at rv. and no more stupid teachers.
you are very nice. thanks for being nice and understanding. it means a lot.
sorry for picking on you wally. :0)... see something nice.. i can do that sometimes.
gonna take night quil soon and pass out.. mmm... sleeeeeeep.
peace.
xo.