Monday, December 24, 2007
But I get my hopes high and I watch them fall everytime.
Merry Christmas eve, yo.
Sch's reopening! Hoho.
I'm excited! Not.
I feel as if I'm dying.
Can't breathe yo, can't breathe.
It's like there's a tumour pressing down on my chest.
No, NOT nehnehs.
Uh, you get me la.
Whenever we try,
somehow the plan is always rearranged.
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