Sunday, June 26, 2005
.:the memories shaken apart from the weeds that grow:.
i can't remember the time or place, or what you were wearing, it's unclear about how we met, all I know it was the best conversation that i've ever had, to this day I never found someone, with eyes as wide as yours, i've been searching up and down this coast, overlooking what I need the mosthello:D
sunday.
just a couple of hours around church people.
i don't wanna recall the events which kinda took place.
dreadful..
in fact, i hope not for a repeatition.
**** can be such idiots really!
just bugg off!
that's that.
noise in the music store..
thats about it..
next.
the whole family but my mum
went to the beach..
including the dogs.
brillaint swimmers there.
unlike the three kids who just drown.
which made me feel so fat!
oh my good lord.
i need to do something about those lards.
it's killing me.
looking good makes you feel good; always/
anyways,
my plan..
no lunch..
recess and
SIMPLE dinner.
yup..
we'll try out and hopefull lose the pounds like before..
dodo's such a glutton:[
i've been indulging too much, really!
dangs!
i'd probably choke on the words i never said;i'd bury my heart and fall back in my bedthere's such a loss
not that losing it was bad
but, sometimes..
you were so used to that.
you somehow wanna feel that way again.
yup, that way.
that foolish, painful period of your life.
HUSH NOW!
things will turn sour once more.
enough of my bullshit.
hope i got you entertained.
goodbye now.
and
hello to the death of art mounting boards.
:D
screamed at|9:08 pm
