Oh, Roxannee ♥.
on the face of it,

i'm kooky.


like a coffin nail ;



i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped. arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me.

4:06 PM,
Sunday, March 2, 2008

It bothers me that i'm all alone.
It hurts me that i don't know why we won't talk.
I may not be all alone but its just not the same anymore.
I'm getting all drama about this but then again,by caring,i'm not being immature am i?
Well,sometimes i just care too much.
How do i know that she,at the other end of the line,cares this much about me,like i care about her?
Maybe she don't even care.
Maybe she's not even giving a damn.
But things are different without her.

And now,even Fasha won't talk to me.
At first,it was just only her.
Now its Fasha.
Haizz..Its no wonder i feel so down in class everyday.
So folks in 2e1,please do not make me mad in the days to come.
I'm dealing with 2 relationship problems with two different people.
And u people have no idea just how much its hurting me.
You might see me dreaming or putting on a sucker's face in class.
That's the cue for you to leave me alone and DON'T bother me.
I'm ugly when i'm mad.


P.S:I miss being six.I need a time machine.
P.P.S:I think she looks hot in that new haircut of hers.Don't let me fall for her,dear God.