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Tuesday, May 02, 2006

the poopoo feeling (as what i like to call it)

okay, so i promise this is the last time i'm so gonna blog abt this

this is just hell wrong i tell you

i promise i won't think abt it again
i promise i won't have crazy thoughts again
i promise i won't __________________

argh, i don't know
tell me what to do please

it's too bad that _____ dont ____ the same ___
i mean.. how can it be larh?
whatever i shld just go kill myself now
& fry my brains with math tomorrow

oh.. wait if i kill myself now, i'll be alrd dead by tomorrow
so how am i suppose to fry my brains tomorrow?

GEES!

thanks for listening,
enough of my dumbo rants ):



♥ 9:03 PM