Fun fun fun...
I actually really like my classes!
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....
Now I'm hungry.
hmm..
Do want something spicy.


5 AMSo its five in the morning Part of the worlds asleep but were awake Oh, its not too early in the morning Lets stay awake for our sake. Floating in our blissful trance Ill tell you what, Ive got a plan Well all stand around and pretend to dance Some of us will never sleep again. The cops came a few hours ago But, dont worry, they wont bother us It turns out, they were just too slow We threw them off before they could cuss. The party is winding down but were still up Dont touch the volume because5 AM


10-second blissHer marbled hair flowed through the water in a wave of grief. Falling down beneath the waves, the fire of her heart all too brief. Incidental emotions and well-placed machinery. It was just too bad that she became scenery. Too fast, they say.10-second bliss
She just went too fast today. Along that dark road, its such a shame. Now the newspapers proclaim her fame.
Her name was Catherine, and she isnt just a number. Shes one of many others. But not just another. Shes important too, I knew her too. Shes not just a number, not just a number. &nbs
--
.
--
"Fly, fly away my sweet child, for time spent free, is actually worth-while."-Chris
A poem of love-loss,
so quaint and distactic.
Let these feverish dreams,
fall upon an audience more estatic.
""-me too! ;3
--
.
--
--
"Fly, fly away my sweet child, for time spent free, is actually worth-while."-Chris
A poem of love-loss,
so quaint and distactic.
Let these feverish dreams,
fall upon an audience more estatic.
""-me too! ;3
--
but romance and excessive erotical-ness tend to go hand-in-hand at times, I'll see about it.
--
"Fly, fly away my sweet child, for time spent free, is actually worth-while."-Chris
A poem of love-loss,
so quaint and distactic.
Let these feverish dreams,
fall upon an audience more estatic.
""-me too! ;3
--
Live Free or Die
--
"Fly, fly away my sweet child, for time spent free, is actually worth-while."-Chris
A poem of love-loss,
so quaint and distactic.
Let these feverish dreams,
fall upon an audience more estatic.
""-me too! ;3
--
"Well, maybe it is a bit early for me to, proclaim my love for you" -Ben (Secret Life)
also known as ~bulldogtia
Previous Page12345...Next Page