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Hear Me Out
I like to give excuses for everything and anything. If Im not in the mood to do anything, I idle around. I let my friends say as they please, but that don't mean I agree with what they say. I just accept that its their opinion. I can be an ass hole. I can be the nicest person on earth. Just depends on who you are(: "Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God." -Matthew 5:8
Complains?
Music
Cover on my heart by Guy Sebastian
Go find yourself and listen:D Skeletons of My Closet
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Saturday, October 25, 2008
Tushay
I came across something, that was a very uber duper long to read but it intrigued me. What made sense was this sentence, "If you keep pushing them away everytime they try, one day they wont be coming back."For some odd reason, I understood what the writer was saying. Yes, I reread her tale more than the number of fingers a normal human got. Its just like my gut's reasoning, the more I think about them, the more they make sense. Matt, DO YOU REALISE HOW SHORT MY POSTS ARE. I CANT KEEP WRITING EVERYDAY?! LOL!! I've got nothing to write about! *fakes death while typing* This is not for you love, yours is below. "I've acted very nonchalant about you, but this shit has gotta stop! If you want to be on my mind for retard shits, well congrats, you made it onto the wall of fucking FAME! Go throw your confetti somewhere else. You know, many of our friends have asked that I give some closure to this whole shebang. But man do you love to hate me, so this is my closure to you dickweed. Get over yourself, I really did pick her over you and I will gladly do it again. I cant believe you are so stubborn. Tushay." Yours is still a lil further down babe. *switches mind off the topic. Jane's smiling to herself now. LOL!* Ps. Le francais que vous dites? Ici vous allez l'amour. Le millier et une choses courent par mon esprit, et je veux vous dire qu'ils sont. Mais ce sera trop longtemps si je le resumerai pour vous quand je vous vois mardi. If this doesnt make sense, dont blame me!! 1year of french class didnt help me french! HAHAHAHAHHA! |