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[26 Jan 2005|08:56am] |
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who knows how long i've loved you? you know i love you still. will i wait a lonely lifetime? if you want me to, i will.
if i ever saw you. i didn't catch your name. but, it never really mattered, i will always feel the same.
love you forever, and forever, love you with all my heart. love you whenever we're together, love you when we're apart.
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i love you. and i miss you <x3
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[12 Jan 2005|08:51am] |
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hey babe,
i'm in second period, and i'm bored like shit. i had to do a power point presentation on different kinds of printing. he gave us like a week and a half do to this shit, and i finished in two days.
i know shit with your friends isn't going to good, but my best advice would be; do what you want to do, not what they want you to do, or not what you feel obligated to do. don't let them intimidate you, or pressure you into a decision you're not happy with.
i saw gio today, and he like wen to say 'hi' to me, and i just walked by him. i still like gio, but i'm making it known that i'm pissed, and that i think they're all faggots. i can't wait until sixth period so i can say someshit to nick. he's going to feel like such a faggot. because he is a faggot.
i love you baby, more with each second. it's the most comforting feeling to know to know that no matter how fast we're going, you'll always be my seat-belt.
i love you. <3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3
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