tuesday.

o 9 22

so.

how's me? me? yeah.

u. oh. me. u? nonono. me. ooooo~

kay... me. im

perfectly fine. in fact, never been better. ( if

u can just

ignore the fact that im still single and desperate. ha! )

oh well. you can ignore that. and

no. i am not desperate. at least not

extremely. D:

oh gawd. i think im making it sounding as if im desperate.

for ____________~

tick tock. can't stop the clock~

hours pass. hours go. uh-

oh. there goes the clock.

sick sock. san't ssop she slock.

eeeeeeeeeeeeeedi-ot.

whhhhoooooooooo~

haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~

loookkkkkkkkkkk~

ooooooooookkkkkk~

ooooooooooookkkkkk~ at theeeeeeeeeee

kkkklloooccccckkkkk.

ssssannnn''tt ssssopppp ssshhhee sloooockkkk.

blah.

eeeemma .

acting like whackkooo.

ur fault. yes! all your

tault! TTTTAUULLT! TAULT TAULT!

im being

foolish, am i? will

u mind? me being so..

long-winded.

eh? you are

not going to go away right?

oh.

u are really leaving? don't

go. please? stay

here. with me.

whyyyy?

is it

that im not .. not....

hairy enough? ( i wonder what does being hairy has to do with that. hmm.. )

or...

u just don't like to be near with..

thin guys?

my god.

alleluia. stop the

klokkkk. pleaseee-

eeeeeeeeeee. can

u ? or at least. make it

pause for a moment.

note. I AM NOT BEING RANDOM.

long

10.16pm