The shadows dance and whisper, where have you gone too? Distance is apparent when you promise. Don't do it again. My mouth will be a desert by the time this is done.
The air is too thick in the suburbs, it's rank with car exhaust and banality. Insects are the only things you can hope for, 'cause they're the only things here that are free.
LOL tennis ah yeah thatd be s site to see angie play i'll signify rite now biatch, lets play, c'mere i'm not scary i am SO nice
today i feel like your picture, trapped in the dark with my shadow, who isnt my friend.
im me on aim or yahoo kid cmon lets go play FOR REAL have a wicked week !
when your walking through and you hit the wall of the other side of the room, what happens then? i think i might be in the room next to yours, come find me.
hit me back in my journal kid!
i like reading your journal alot.
i really like reading what you write. in some weird way it sounds like whats inside my head lol no i'm serious. so when can i come to fraser?
and thinking your under appreciated is NOT sounding nor being arrogant. its how you feel and your allowed to feel anyway you want. i feel the same way and there is no way in hell that im full of myself hugs to you dearie~~~
Work is lame.
Friends are good.
So is Coney Island.
Al Capone sweets aren't that great.
Talking to people that I haven't spoken to in a while is good.
I......don't know.