i am no longer going to put any personal feelings in this journal.
everything i put just turns out shit.
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we will become, sillhouettes when our bodies finally go..
i wanted to walk through the emtpy streets
and feel something constant under my feet.
but all the news reports recommended that i stay indoors.
so today was okay.. school was lame, bryan came over, and iiii had fun.
now i'm here studying for this blasted test.
and St. Patricks day is thursday. not too sure what i'm supposed to be celebrating there.
so, happy that day.
Bye..
i can always count on this little fella to love me. ((props to stacie, since its her cat. hehe))
LUCKYYYYY. look at that killah.
the only reason why i put this in here, is because it made my freakin night. ♥