Sunday, September 7, 2008
Just finished packing the table in my room cause everyone's been telling me its my stuff, MY stuff so i find it funny that i find Shaun and Darnell's stuff in the pile too, with Shaun's making up the most of the junk, junk that i can't throw away. Oh well, screw that luh, i'll just march into his room plop his junk there and walk out. Couldn't be bothered. I dunno, everything around me just seems to get bleaker and bleaker, where the hell did the sun go? Would it be too much to ask for the sun to shine on me just for a day, not all of me maybe just a lil bit?
Cause you're just there
Though i really shouldn't care
I do so there, i said it
Yet i wish i could fake it...
Cause i just bloody hell can't.
thought @
1:31 AM;
