my roomate. dressed up as...i dunowhat.

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if i keep on wearing out my years stuffin dead ashes of learning in my tired brain, later; when i'll want to live and love, it will be too late. i'll be too old ( Read more... )

yess i am finally home

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but im going to tell you something some of you should know ( Read more... )

i am at a crossroad.

i dont know which way to go.

there are so many opportunities awaiting at the end of those two roads.

two different lives that i could live. i dont know which one i want most.

what i do know is that im going to be late for class and that i want to smoke a ciggie.

they killed michael vaughn. my roomates and i cried so much. stupid sydney. shes going to bear a bastard. can't wait.

If you read this, even if we do not speak often, comment with one memory of me.

It can be anything you want, good or bad. Just as long as it happened.

Then post this on your livejournal to see what other people remember about you.

He takes off her dress now

now they're going to bed
and my stomach is sick
and it's all in my head
but she's touching his chest now

gotta be down because i want it all

it was only a kiss.

i am going to change my major. im going to do pre med. i want to be a surgeon.

I miss you..i miss being overwhelmed by you..and I need rescue ( Read more... )