|im flippin exhausted
||[Jul. 11th, 2005|02:41 pm]
|[||i feel this way, take it or leave it:
|[||the soundtrack of today would be:
summer is something that i always think is going to be perfect. for
some weird reason i think that when school lets out, the problems i had
will just fade away and people won't be bitches or sneaky or shitty or
lame. thing willl collide perfectly together, we won't fight, i won't
get annoyed, he won't say the wrong thing without thinking about how it
effects the people around him.
same bullshit, different season.
stupid summer school
count down: 9 more LAME LAME LAME days
"There is a time for departure even when there's no certain place to go."