NO NAME FACE.
my results are fucking me up. i have both HOI and psychology essays all over again all lined up. this term's gonna be one helluva busy term. i am going to start from the start, or tmr at least. clubbing at 7's tonight to celebrate johan's, micchy's and nik's birthday (i think). but whats it when my 3 most fav ppl here arent going.
=( no duns and thar, and no wayne whose not even back. damn.
ive got a new lit tutor, gayle mc'intosh. she is just so wierd. shes smiles over everything, i swear.
masssive cleaning and arranging in progress.
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My wounds cry for the grave.
My soul cries, for deliverance.
Will I be denied?
Christ! Tourniquet! My suicide.
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when the most important one to you differs to that fact. cheers, to the lonliness. why would you want the world to be perfect? there wont be a fun to anything anymore. why would you want to play as the good one always? i stopped doing that a long time ago.
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here's to Winnie:
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM. bitch.
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