had us some fun on jully eleventh, movie balloons shopping cookie fohtohwhore steamboat-slut singing-bitches and ya.
(yes i know i put two 'l's in july but thats how i keep mis-spelling the date in school)


maybe it can't be helped anymore, and this time i am doubtful, for real.
yes it might have been true, but it has gotten disturbingly fake at times, and you know it. you very well know it.
i shall say less, because who knows what else you might say of me out there. not a good thought


on a happier note: i am going to fail my bank recon stt test, very bery badly. just wait and see. tomorrow.


i miss all of the old times too. but with certain things happening, not only once, how can i ever hold on to the past?
move on, wx celski low. nothing stays. nothing lasts forever. not even people who were once important. quarrels, conflicts, break ups, tears, friendships, broken hearts
tug on the silver string and it breaks. how long more can i long for impossible things to happen
i m p o s s i b l e, gotta srsly grasp the meaning of this word.
oh, and when you said before that my heart and mind was still back in 2009
just thought i'd let you know, you're going to be wrong very soon


ps/ i still do think back, yepp

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