Stories are written on books, Poems are written on paper, my life is written on lies.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

People around don't mean anything now....

April 16th wednesday 2008,

I don't want to talk to anyone about my life anymore.... i mean whats the point? EVEN UNTIL NOW IM STILL BEING HURT.... just leave me alone HOGC people.... Friends TODAY SHIOK RIGHT??? WALAO WE PLAYED LIKE THE BEST GAME SINCE I LAST GOT ADAM APPLE HAHA KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK T.E.O.

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