hello most of you lovely persons out there

how r u doing ? commet and tell me kay ?

here i am

there
i’m not

i hope i can

come back sometime

hopefully truthfully

i could just see

you agian one more time

and yes  i will cry

but i don’t care that much anymore

now after five seconds

after knowing that i could have before

hating the fact that i didn’t

loveing the fact that i could have

and now this is the end

mr. s

mmmmmmm you mean mr. clean ? if yes i know the guy but he dosen’t seem to clean up much he has us do it  .

moved by the friggin spirts in the bottle

or just the fact that i’m leaving tears just like five of them last night i was thinking how it would be in high school how easy it would be to move to a different state and forget but unforuntaly words are better said than done and yes as all heek i’ve been drinking sprits since the begining of the year don’t woory i’m not so psyhco that thinks she can actually

drink sprits it’s just my way of saying i’m sallowing my fears thats all i’m tired night in the morn  chao to chaos

i will infact kinda miss this school

i’ve been here for seven years and that’s alot of inpirsionment lol but really i think i’ll miss a handful of people but geuss what their all gonna be at my high school so that’s just frick’n swell ….sike

being that i have no idea  …..

i’ll be fine

hope is dead and nothing can be brought back to life unforunate facts that are so unwanted tears fall in the pits of dispair ,self pity fills his eyes tears well in mine never let that feeling of love go hold on to it when nothing else works this was days ago days ago but it feels like it’s now it keeps on running through my head now i can’t see the thing i love most but love is fake right i don’t know anymore- sorry for spelling

my best experince

in this school is……….. there is so many but the ones  i like the most are hanging out with my friends and gooffing around half the time but writing assments where fun being that i was always suck with the people i wanted to be stuck with and just writiing is good for me

it’s wired

that when you read someones writing it’s like their a whole different person

slip

silp past the moments that hide the pain but cut the ounds right open again -that’s mine

new old song

let it never be said

that the romance is dead

cause there’s so little else

occupying my head

there is nothing i need cept the funtion to breathe

but i’m not really fussed

dosen’t matter to me

due to lack of interst

till my row is canecled

let the clocks be reset and the pendulums held- kasier cheif’s – ruby

want to play

    a gutiar right now so bad for some reason  i’m listening so muse – hysteria sp?

lovely kill

so much it hurts

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other wise i’m bored it just stoppped no music aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh i’m dead excuse me while i die and come back to life bye………………………HELLO