Of things left unsaid
so i had a dream. that one day little black boys and little white boys could play together in peace...er no that wasnt me.
Its me and another guy and a girl. We pick up the girl. we go to a frys for some reason, she gets hurt, and the other guy scoops her up and takes her home, while i finish shopping. I get there and im jealous of him cleaning her wounds. They both look at me. and its that same weird look that i got before. ITs really weird when your mind makes people up.
ive consistently woken up around 9:30 every day ive had work.
finally got around to taking stuff off of my ipod that made me cringe when it came on. thats better.
Its me and another guy and a girl. We pick up the girl. we go to a frys for some reason, she gets hurt, and the other guy scoops her up and takes her home, while i finish shopping. I get there and im jealous of him cleaning her wounds. They both look at me. and its that same weird look that i got before. ITs really weird when your mind makes people up.
ive consistently woken up around 9:30 every day ive had work.
finally got around to taking stuff off of my ipod that made me cringe when it came on. thats better.