Jul 12, 2007 16:59
"You Make Me Wanna Die..." He said it like me meant it, story over, no more hoping to prevent it. But, "You make me wanna live..." She said that with a straight face well she placed keepsakes in her suitcase. "Everything you say is a lie..." He said that with a smirk fully aware it would hurt when it hit the nerve. "You never heard a word I said..." she responded but he heard that and remembered it like a promise.
Just for the record, I've been sober for three weeks.
Just for the record, I'm never going to be addicted to anything again.
Harry Potter's coming out a week from Saturday. My vacations coming a week from Sunday.
Off-Topic... I Wish John Brown would make a rap cd soon.. Ghetto Revival needs to start