Saturday, August 06, 2005
the ghost aint hungry... after u called.. and put the receiver down. khaliz called. hello. he asked me out to follow him to WS.... dont noe y.. we had food and went to the park... me and my stupid idea... play the swing after we just eaten... it was fun.. but not when u feel queasy and shit... i wanted to vomit.. it all ended up in burps. . . . .
y are u like tis? i dont understand. i just wanna talk it out wit u... plz give me a chance. its like u're running away from it... are u?
[[ carry on ]]
[[ burps* ]]
[[ sickening ]]
PROFILE
faliq
.|.the.|.heart.|.broken.|.
.|.age.|.Sweet 16....
.|.d/o/b.|. remember remember.. the 1st of november...
.|.sign.|.scorpio
.|.autobiography.|.
.|.love.|.music, Drums, Snare, movies, nature, Blue, red, purple, white, black, Burple, shoes, friends, art, reading, Percussion, floorball, rock climbing.
.|.hate.|.dumbasses, jackasses, boundaries, being told what to do, people who brag about themselves constantly, mean people, cicadas -shudder-, Critising and those who pick on the weak....
.|.currently.|.
-talking to: nobody
-listening to: And then i turned seven. *
-watching: the world going by me....
-thinking:
abt life.
-wanting: the best
-iming: nobody
-surfing: the usuall.
-obsessing: music, percussion, cameras.
-wants: nothing.