Sunday, September 25, 2005
shits....
dont noe wat happen to me... wat izzit.... i just diss the whole "friends" i have... and i didnt noe... damn.. its not me. y did i the fuck do that? well.. its like that. shud sae sorry.... must be blaming every1 for my mistakes? hmm... yati and warren care alot. it seems so. im not my fuckingself. i dont noe where i went wrong... well seems that i have to ask for forgiveness. and to stop puffing.
BBQ pit..
10 bucks... ok then... 10 bucks it is... and no acohol or cig's....
[[ where the fuck did i went wrong? ]]
[[ better get away from me b4 i fuck u off and i dont even noe it. ]]
[[ just get away ]]
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.