hm oh yeah. yday i ran 7 rounds in 14 something minutes. shit its how long. i need to run more. pffffft. i hate pft. hahaha pfffffffffft. haha
i wish those bloody pop ups would stop. my comp sucks. and i wish my mum would piss off. i hate my mum. pfffft. she wouldnt care if died. seriously.
taken from evan
this depicts my feelings for my mum. well, its supposed to anyway. or something like that
6 weeks old, 2 days mommy
A birthday gift for me
A pair of big brown eyes
Through one day I will see
Where are we going mommy
With the rain splashing down
When it hits the sidewalk
It makes a funny sound
Bang through the big white walls
With people dressed in green
If they hurt you mommy
Just run away and scream
Help me mommy
They're tearing me apart apart
There goes my big brown eyes
There goes my little heart
I love you mommy
Believe me I do
But the worst thing is
I thought you loved me too
man i just wish someone would be there for me. and im pissed. but you wouldnt know who you are would you? cos you couldnt be bothered.
CALL ME FAKE BUT I DONT CARE
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