april 2006 and words dont come anymore
this is it.
dint even pfaff.
so i had it coming.
stared at the paper.
langoriuosly spent 2 hours on mean median mode and a pie diagram.
wrote 2 half answers.
and stopped writing.
just stopped.
am going to fail and i dont seem to care.
something has to be done
i cant write.
i cant write.
i cant write.
fucked up FC
now i am failing research
and MA WONT BELIEVE IT!!!!
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- Pizzicato Hana
- i saw you flailing in the wind. white like the roach that once came out of my basin. je t'aime, moi non plus. iwanu ga hana. not speaking is the flower.
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1 comment:
Hush, my baby. baby, don’t you cry.
it's only gonna get better from now...besides, does anyone really give a **** so go have a blast...write draw doodle don't let them off so easy!
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