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?

Thursday, June 4, 2009
Can it be true?

"It's crazy that you should be running from me, when I want you close."

I love STALKING you, it's fun
(you know you love it too)
(Jane's sanity is currently hanging by it's imaginary balls)

Who said Plant Cell Tech was easy. Come, come here, *rolls up sleeves* lemme beat your brains out. Okay no, the paper was kinda easy but VITRIFICATION? *whines*

My spelling really amuses me sometimes. I made the same old mistakes as I did before. "The microorgasms grow faster than the plaa..." *thinks* Something seems wrong but I can't seem to pinpoint it. HMMMM.

"Step one. Preparation and pretreatment of the planet..." *thinks* Tsk. Jane you try prepping a planet luh by the time you walk one round, botox wont even be able to save you.

Biochemistry II your number's up! HO HO HIPPIE HO! Why is everyone panicking? Anthea's like freakin' out and here I am feeling so NON-stressed. What the hell. She was listing stuff to me, I was like "uhhh what so stressful uh?"

Did I pop a nerve while trying to be a florist this evening? I think not my friends. It's because I finally figured out what fify(my heart) has kept from me.

I never thought I'd say this but, dam do I have lots of clothes at the back of my closet. Who knows, I might find Narnia there too! Then me and the white bitch can go frolicking away! Oh how lovely.

I have a special lil treat for you all tomorrow and you'll prolly have to entertain yourselves for the next two weeks plus. Hahaha! Now now now don't start playing with yourself yet!

Song of the day: Into The West by Annie Lennox
You and I will meet again. And you’ll be here in my arms, Just sleeping.
(close your eyes and listen to this song, it's dam relaxing)

Why do I feel chummy looking at you. Can this really be happening again, can it be?

Goodnight. In Deo Confidimus.