I'll bleed this skyline dry
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?

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Little fat rain droplets tumbled down the nearly paralled surface of the glass panel. It separated me from them, "so close yet so far" I sighed, wishing I could feel them bounce off my skin. Pressing my numb finger tips against the emotionalessly cold glass, I felt a fuzzy warmth flushed through me as I drifted off into a world... a world when Im hers...

Once upon a time.

These proves me engrish are not down there drain.
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Today was not bad, she caught me looking, red-handed. *dies* Hahaha!

SHIT. The deadline is Friday! SHIT. Anthea said she(not anthea) was right in front of me?! fuck shit asshole dammit.

*God, why didn't I turn right?* If I did, I'd have talked to her then my "its so crazy it might just work" plan... Either way, I wont die.

Today was "start on masterpiece" day. I've got ONE month, ONE. Jane's Masterpieces dont just drop from heaven! They require 95% of my brain juice and 100% of my concentration.

CIAO! Im forsaking CELLB for this masterpiece! But she's worth every second.

God please keep her safe from harm.