|We Keep Ourselves A Mistery But We Provide The Clues
||[Apr. 8th, 2006|11:09 am]
She waits for a call from a fried|
She waits for the last time
The clock never stops, never waits
It's getting late and so he forgot,
Maybe he's been seriously hurt..
But that be worse
i hate this day. i hate being confused, or not being able to make the simplest disisions ever. i really need something to look forward too.. have a good weekend :]
lifes too short and you're almost dead.