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I'll bleed this skyline dry
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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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Thursday, March 19, 2009
I am officially exhuasted. I usually have an extraordinary level of energy that keeps up with my constant meeting-people-for-breakfast-lunch-dinner-and-drinking escapades.Aston's-ed with Anthea and Poks. Then shopped with Anthea who bought like the whole bunch of CLOTHES. Kill me. She shops like me, spending money like water. I was bored and tired so I went to read the lianz blog. Her grammar is still...um... that good. Took the test on her blog, if my I.T. skills arent that bad...you should be able to read it below.
OH! Poks, Anthea and I went pet scouting. Yes, theres sucha thing. We went hunting for meatball. No kidding, we went hunting for him. HAHHAHA! Meatball's a present, for someone special. CIAO! Been up since 6am, not tonight baby not tonight alright. God, You know who Meatball's for and please keep her safe in Your arms. I wanna see her smile again, once more and I can die a happy human. Song of my tired assed day: Only one by Yellowcard I wont walk out until you know, here I go, scream my lungs out and tryin' to get to you. You are my only one.... |
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