laying here in my bed looking up and the dark ceiling remebering the old times when everyhing was perfect now your drifting away with out realizing it i guess its time to let go of the past nothing can ever be the same again old memoiries linger on
.. thats not a poem! and randome thoughts =/ im really starting to hate nights....
.... Yeah sooo guess who talked to me last night... hmm i wounder how THAT went... ugh im tiredd off itttt.... Whywhywhywhy... ill wait it thro im not gonna give in to it... this time .... SDLFJASK GRRRR