Okay, this is going to be totally revised...

Deleted soon.

I miss a lot of people... but they have already missed me.

good luck,godspeed.

total apathy. My music is dying and I don't know how to make it regain its health.

I miss everything that hasn't happened...

Impo might play another show.

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I'm so tired. But this is good...I feel good in this skin... I feel good about this. But there are other things he could do with my skin--perhaps throw it on the wall and make it a poster or...trophy. I used to be so discontent over this... It's better to just throw it aside and smell the sheets.

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it is dangerous to play in the field in which fear has its most controlling point. It is deadly to play in this ballfield when you know that the consequences are life-changing...the effects are devastating and your life could just be stripped from you like the candy from a child's hand.

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mmm...

sex.

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wtf, I do have a pair of these, mind you.

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I guess a look back will always give you some fond memories. I remember that time when he did walk in when I was playing guitar and I felt dumb. He asked me what music I liked... and I suppose that was his way of judging me. Even though I was plump and pale in a black shirt saying "oh crap, you're going to try and cheer me up, aren't you?" :sigh ( Read more... )

some day , no one day.

I WILL be pregnant with your child.

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I slaughtered Sharonville's driving exam.
YES! no more driving illegally!
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