Once Upon A Time...........
so i met this girl named kali orenchuk once, she was nice, she made me laugh (hahaha) and (teehee), we partied together alot.....got high......drank lots......had premarital sex......it was like in grade 5 when i finally realized i wanted to marry this girl.....and as the years went by we drifted apart.....she started hanging out with the grade above us....like a rebel......
to this day i have been searching for her...calling her name whenever im out and about.....and still she doesnt run to me like she used to.....so one day i was riding my huffy down dundas and my friend kate popped out the gutter and said hey wanna meet my friend.....and it turned out to be kali.....we hit it off......riding around on my bike with the GnR and GC cranked......
then the day came when her hair wasnt dyed pink anymore and she was too hot for me....or i was too much of a dork for her...im sure its one of them.....but needless to say we are no longer on speaking terms anymore.....we see each other....with our eyes......and we'll smile....but both of us are thinking the same thing......AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.....so i shall end this story with a plea.....kali my love come home to daddy please....i miss thee so much.......
**stolen from the biography entitled..."through the eyes and life of tim may"
to this day i have been searching for her...calling her name whenever im out and about.....and still she doesnt run to me like she used to.....so one day i was riding my huffy down dundas and my friend kate popped out the gutter and said hey wanna meet my friend.....and it turned out to be kali.....we hit it off......riding around on my bike with the GnR and GC cranked......
then the day came when her hair wasnt dyed pink anymore and she was too hot for me....or i was too much of a dork for her...im sure its one of them.....but needless to say we are no longer on speaking terms anymore.....we see each other....with our eyes......and we'll smile....but both of us are thinking the same thing......AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.....so i shall end this story with a plea.....kali my love come home to daddy please....i miss thee so much.......
**stolen from the biography entitled..."through the eyes and life of tim may"