...when the first star you see may not be a star. I'm not your star? boo hiss. blah blah blah blah. Where is my bike? I rode my mother's bike yesterday. That was odd. I could barely reach the handle bars. Being little is... too much work. <3
I was sunny for two days, and of course I have to turn red because of it. Blahr. Oh man, oh man. CC. bwuah ha ha ha Junior year should be an enjoyable one. tehehehe
Breathin's just another word for nothin' left to lose.
RAWR! Scared you, honey poo. Today's a Macy's Day Parade... What I don't want to be the minority? Castaway... now I'm on my own! (sadly not.) It's all that blood, sex, and booze you give me. (oh yes)