Oh. You touch my tralala.
Mmmmm. My ding ding dong.

March 21, 2009
what can i say? I'm dying on the inside. something happened today, plus many other stuff that went on the past few days. nobody knows what actually.. screw everything. nobody to talk to. i guess im already dead. wish everything would go back to the past. but, it will never happen. im on my own. fight spencer. keep fighting. prove them wrong. always jumping to conclusions. dont even have a single clue to how i really feel on the inside. they dont understand me. im tired. really. tired of everything around me. this is it. im done. im not going to be bothered by anything ever again. leaving all these behind. keep fighting, spencer. tear those who are in your way apart. even if they are close to you. tear them apart.


A thousand balls. I have few.
You have none.