retail therapy failed.
in half an hour,i spent near to 300buckeroos.
fantastic.
4tops,3undies,1jacket.
whooping good. (:
but on the way home,i feel all shitty again.
it's beeing effing 36hours since her last message.
it's time i move on.
You come and go as
you please, do
you really think that I am to be messed with? When I'm looking for
you,
you're never around and when I don't expect to see
you most,
you just suddenly show up, catch my attention and disappear.
This? I would say, summary.
Point?
'Friends Only'as much as im not okay,ill be fine.
time will prove it all,i pray.
sigh.
i haven been in school for a week.
its time i wake up and get my ass back to school.
time to work.
poof*
