Sep 08, 2005 17:07
I hate my classes and the assholes in them. Tomorrow I'm going to try to switch them so I can have a class with my dear Fat Pants and little RB. No one hangs out on the 2nd hall anymore except for nedge and well... that's something... yeah yeah.
I don't have anything that I can say here cause it's time to shave and go see the mo'mo.
love always
shan
P.S. WHISPER HAD 7 MORE BEAUTIFUL BABIES!
Well laughter pours from under doors
in this house i don't understand that sound no more.
seems artificial. Like a tv set.
You offer only one reply, you know what you do.
As you tear and tear your hair from roots.
that same hair you've twice removed.
a lock of hair you said would prove our love would never die.
Well HA,HA,HA,HA.
But now we speak with ruined tounges and the words
we say aren't meant for anyone. It's just a
mumbled sentence to a passing aquaintance
but there was ONCE YOU.
You said you hate my suffering and you understood.
and you'd take care of me. You'd always be there.
where are you now?
I sing and sing of awful things. The pleasure
that my sadness bring. I'm gonna give you only one reply.
I know not who I am.