How I wish you were here.

You were the only one who understood me.

I think my life as of late can be summed up like this:

"things they have changed, in such a permanent way."

Nevermind

I AM UNLEASHING TEH WRATH OF MYSELF WHICH IS GOD.

WRAAAAAAAAAAAAATH

WRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATH

Fuck the smite hammer, this calls for the wrath.

Whatever, fuck this game.

Scone baking tommorrow, little red riding hood rides to b-port on wed, blaaaaaaaaaze.

X in three days.

Bugger.

"She says oh no no no no no, she don't want no double life, she says I should know why"

Well anyway, what do I do now?

That's a situation that's weirder than anything that's ever happened.
Oh well. I'll figure it out eventually.

Anyway, X is in less than four days, and I'm excited as fuck.

Thoughts on punk prom:
"He's either going to be in the corner crying or right at you trying to get your attention."


I think that makes the most sense.

win.

EPIC EPIC EPIC Weekend
Peach wine sucks though.

Baws.

We shall do it again soon.

Oh, and it's all alright.

:D!

it feels so still I could just die

I'm empty, and lost.
I don't know where to go and what to say
I just know what I have to do
I can't lose him forever, I love him too much
I just feel so sick


Here's the song I was going to sing