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Got postcards from my former selves, saying, "How you been?"
We might've said good byes just a little soon,
Robbing lips, kissing banks under this moon.

"if you're a bird, i'm a bird" (tagboard here)
Thursday, May 25, 2006 @ 10:35 pm



sorry boys, i just had to. haha.

yeah yeah, if i'm your teacher, i'll give you an F; F for funny

today's the last day of skool! but there's the much anticipated ptc tmr. how great.

mr see: jessie desperately needs to improve in a math, e math and chem. okay. thanks for coming. bye.

and that's it. you specially go to school just to hear your teacher say this sentence and pass you the report book. wow. it totally wont waste my time at all.

i'm looking forward to netball though. haha. that is if we're playing.

i'm sick of your isuck attitude. why cant you just appreciate yourself! you're not that bad. why should you let peoples' comments get to you.

maybe redemption has stories to tell
maybe forgiveness is right where you fell