a brillent dance, where nobody leads at all
procrastination is a bitch.
essay due thursday
only have notes.
work all day today and tomorrow, no time
and look at me here updating right now when i could be doing it,
but am i?
no, just cant pull away. damn you livejournal and myspace
the reason i dont do great in school.
he's calling me tonight to tell his erotic dream about us again
maybe i should stop being peoples sex toy...i know im just being used.
but it wouldnt be fun anymore.
bought new shoes after work, i was stressed. bad habit
ricky through a football at me, i have a burse on my shoulder now
i swear the Jr high lunches are cooked with crack in them.
jr highers on crack, not fun
enough of this bull shit, im going now to write my effing essay.
