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Friday, September 08, 2006
you really are insuffereable you knwo that. if i wasnt so bloody COWARDLY of hurting ppls feelings id tell you to get lost in your face. arguh. i cant blog about you anymore. i just feel it. intense hatred. and i really really wish you would get lost. everything about you annoys me. worse that i practically see you everyday. wish you werent sitting so near me OR taht you didnt do stuff I do. bitch. erguh. eff off.




crashed out at 8:32 AM


i WanT
my own life. MINE.
privacy
no bloody person telling me what to do.

what do you want?
too bad sucker.
i don't care what you want.
you breach into my life.
no privacy

if only...
a sk8board, sk8 away from here.
my own life
fly away. to the moon. to mars.

too bad sucker
do i look like i care? seriously? when people ruin my life?why should i care about your life? you ruin mine. who cares about yours?

Dancing in the rain
Tears streaming down my face
You are now gone
No one can take your place
Oh my throbbing heart gives me pain
Dancing in the rain
Ups and downs
How funny life passes like this
Now I am missing you so
How I long for a last kiss
How do I stay sane
Dancing in the rain
Now I am full of regret
If only you could come back
I go forward alone now
But that something I will always lack
Yet there is nothing to gain
Dancing in the rain
I am truly sorry when I caused you pain
Now you leave me
Dancing in the rain



life in the dumps is not what anyone wants, but its getting comfy