I have the best soccer team in the world. Which is weird. I had a really good weekend. Which is weird. School shouldn't have came back to me.

God?

Yesterday, was a beautiful day. And this morning, was a wonderful morning.

Chinese food and tetris always takes me to a better place.

This weekend was so perfect. Sunday night was so perfect.
Everything is finaly coming together.

I'm sorry Julia. I'm really, really sorry. You'll score this weekend. No worries.

Three more days of school. Easy. Homework, gay.
Get fit.
We got this.

perfect opportunities.

Day 2

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The stars have cease to shine ( Read more... )

I will never recover from this.
I will never believe in this again.
I can never go back to the way I used to be before this started.

The snow won't go away.
My nose runs down my face.
No one sees me here.
It doesn't even metter
And every step I take, I stay in the same place.
I can't begin to start again.
Why can't I just be perfect?

It's too late and all over.

He let it slip.

Tomorrow I'm going in disquise as Pochahontas.