Monday, September 15, 2008

I Won't Miss it this Time; I Have an Alarm

Fever

"I just stopped listening to your story"
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I guess I got over it in half a second or two. That's all I needed this time. It's easier. Or it's whatever.

I like nothing more about school than my French class.

Cold mornings, after noon heat. It's pissing me off.

I already miss summer. Or I just miss Leo in my every days.

I fed Beh flan, Jon ate cheese dogs.

My after school activities.

I have nothing meaningful, or...un-meaningful to say.
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ARCHIVE, FUCKERS (for Ace-like purposes)