Thursday, August 18, 2005
the dae so dark. it just suits my mood.
finished my exams. tmr another. and 1 more month. the biggest. y am i not worrying? shudnt i be afraid? mayb it just the things happening to me. thanks for wanting to call... im glad i met u the other time. and now it seems like we have become such good friends... thank you.
im so down. i wanted to go to the place where we used to go. but memories. and it rained. i didnt mind. memories.
it stopped me.
so i went to a friends house. wit the other 2... talked. went to whitesands for burger. then went back.
ouh yar. next time. if u guys wanna jam. dont ask me to plan animore. cos it seems like all of the fuck u are busy. so i guess u plan and tell me. its better.
headache.
my line been fucking cut off. so call me at 91127108...
[[ i feel pain. in my head. in my heart. ]]
[[ dont prove it to me. ]]
[[ all the things... ]]
[[ tis werds. ]]
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.
