Monday, May 21, 2007
Sure. Done. Yeah. Mm. Nah. 'Kay. Uh. Ah. Huh.

Whatever, I feel like replying in just monosyllables.
My close friend can't even sense it that I'm feeling down,
wow, what happened to the world.

Sorry, sorry, sorry.
& thousands and millions more apologies;
For the things I've done.
I know I'm a freaking bitch, I know you all hate me.

Then again I'm not surprised you couldn't sense a single thing,
because I'm so good at hiding it.

But it hurts me most,
because you didn't even care about me.

You didn't even give a shit.
10:45 pm

brandnew/eyes
I love sleeping, eating and my imaginary tattoo.

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