Suicide, blasphemy and make-believe.
Is it time to revolt yet?

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Cellar Door, Escape The Fate

You know, I don't ever think I'll ever be good enough.
Sorry I'm not the daughter you dreamt me to be.

Okay, I haven't been blogging I know.
I haven't got pictures in the past few days to post up, you see.
School has been Twister+Poker Cards+Timbaland+Aish = Haha.

Sniffer, please take care of yourself.
Sorry that I can't always be there to look after you.
Sorry I'm the introvert you never knew I was.
You're the only girl that I'll ever need.

I totally lost my wallet for the first damn time in my life.
Friday is approaching. I wish everyday was a Friday.
I also wish I would start taking school seriously.

Myself in your bedroom, still on the floor.