a bullet through the heart </3

if you marry me,
would you bury me?
would you carry me to the end?

[so say goodbye] to the vows you take
[and say goodbye] to the life you make
[and say goodbye] to the heart you break
and all the cyanide you drank.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

tell me how i feel.
i'hv been late more than three times and its not secondary school anymore where u have to pick up freaking rubbish. it'll be a warning letter. but what abt it.

past three days have been really boring and neverending drama.

and to top it off i have been selected to go for an interview for an interact club which helps the society and stuffs and they're taking people to the phillpines i tink thats how you spell it. i dont know if its gonna be good.

and im freaking tired even 10 hours of sleep isnt enough. i tink thats the reason im tired out.

im jamming
then climbing
then work.

kay i need something.

[[ dad is hospitalized. ]]

talk to da MAN

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