These are my thoughts. They are for me. For the me now, and the me to be.
I don't always make sense, and I like living that way.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Second Semester Starts...

TOMORROW!
(I can't wait!)
poop or nutella?

She saw my comb-over, her hourglass body
she had problems with drinkin milk
and being school tardy
she'll loan you her toothbrush
she'll bartend your party

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