The wind carried those last words away.
"Time isn't an excuse, nor is it a rhyme.
It isn't a calender, nor is it a watch.
It's not a period where we fill with activity.
It's a responsibility that all of us must take."
Who the fuck is he to command me to look for him, & gets angry when i don't?
This world's filled with fuckers, holyshitass.
Was really pissed off after receiving the calls & the messages today.
Fine, whatever.
New seating arrangement, why am i always placed right at the corner of the back near the door?
So irritating! Everything is irritating me, i feel irritated.
Time to start your revision lyx, revise or die.
Wtffffffffffffffff, am seriously suffering from insomnia...
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
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