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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. |
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8:04 PM, Rehdessimevi - French?
Thursday, February 26, 2009
It rained and it rained and it rained and it rained. Not very sexy, a perfect waste of time seeking refugee in school. Thank god i have people to seek solace in. Gossip oi, gossip. And when i say gossip, i mean heavy gossip. Oh, all the sins. Today? I do not understand today at all. A perfect mountain, made out of a pathetic molehill. I don't understand, seriously. And if that's the way i feel, i might as well dont bother. Guess what. I don't. School, you annoy me. And FGS, aftersolong, i laughed with you today. Awkward, etc etc. I was just trying to brush that away. No more hard feelings. I love your eyes (no link). I can't wait for us to be friends again. i sound so lame, dammit. Fuck abcdefg, the one who started our conflict.
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