February 2012
this is sad.
i never get anon messages like everyone else.
Day 4: Simple words.
So much talk, but no action. If you care, you’d show it. If it bothered you, you’d show it. If it hurts, you’d show it. But if you only talk, only gloat, only pity yourself, then it’s not real.
Seems so simple right?
i’m sorry if you think that affects me, because we know it’s on purpose. otherwise it wouldn’t be so public. but sure, go ahead and think that. but i’ll let you know that it doesn’t. especially since i’ve done nothing to deserve the ways you treated me. that’s why you don’t see me trying anymore.
a few things can pile up and become the biggest...
Lang Assignment.
I’m sure it’s complete crap, LOL, and probably makes no sense… but I tried.
“Unspoken Provider”
This courageous chap was born as already assumed and handed toy cars that he would vroom across the hallways and a set of model wood tools with which he would practice or furnished with a fresh set of toy balls that he would pass around during his leisure and muscular, plastic...
done with homework before tweleve!
best accomplishment ever.
now going to rest and do things i enjoy!
gah, it’s exciting.
