He ran away now you're hiding. What am I to do if not some thing drastic to get you both to see a certain light?
Buses are not running today. We still have class... better start walking. No way I can ride my bike in this snow.
lol.. an old joke.. "Maybe we could go out sometime when you have no class"...
I'll go out with you DC. Class or no class ;)
I'll go out with you DC. Class or no class ;)
Ugh, screw this. I can't focus on these practice tests. I can't finish them all within 30min. Remind me next time to do my work before the day of the test and not slack off? This will be the only time, I promise. but 6 21 question practice test is a little bit more then I can chew, and plus I am hungry.
Ugh, man, writing takes it out of me! I can't imagine what I must have been like when I was bashing out at least a story a week, my brain must have been constantly lit up, which may have been a nightmare for those around me. Thing is, is being prolific always a good thing? Maybe at this time in my writing journey, it benefits me to be slow, whereas earlier, when I was prolific, it benefited me then. I need a nap!
The same three useless words. I am alright.
This hollow feeling just doesn't go away does it.
And now part two: hyperventalating. Fallowed by hesterical laughter while cope with denile
And now shaking with rage, trying to keep myself from doibg somthing regretful
Nothing is on my mind, but is my mind on nothing? Vroom!
he and she
he bcz i like him lotttttttttttttt
and she bcz i hate her lotttttttttttttttttttttttt
he and she
he bcz i like him lotttttttttttttt
and she bcz i hate her lotttttttttttttttttttttttt
love and hate are so interconnected.. and easily switched..
Told not to come into work, too much snow!
My teeth ae chattering really fast and i cant stop.
creating and finishing a fashion design, and reading as much as possible.
At the moment, I'm trying to make friends without Facebook, so I go out on the street every day and shout, what I've cooked, what I've eaten, how I feel, what I'm doing and where I am. And I grab hold of everyone I meet and yell: "I like you!".
By now, I've got 6 followers: 2 cops, a doctor, 2 nurses and a psychiater.
If life seems jolly rotten
there's something you've forgotten
and that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing
from Monty Python's "Life of Brian"