Oct 05, 2006 23:00
Romance is like a spiderweb.
You get caught, tangled, and eventually die, in love.
Im helping my little sister wsrite a short storie for school.
How cute, little Clark writer girls.
School school school, never speak of it again to me.
If Pete recognized me today as I walked away yelling back at him that he cant keep me there. Then im screwed. "Im sorry sir, I have absolutley no idea what your talking about?" *innocent look*
Im tired of being a fucking doormat.
Im in an anti-authority, screw the whole world but Devven mood.
And im not afraid to show it.
Fuck with me, you die.
Or at least get a verbal warning.
A loud one.
Like the kids that fucked with my dads car.
Ohhhhh if they were Ranch boys.
[Twisted ♥'s]