its a lovely day.
the early morning chilling wind disturbing me so nicely and i'm here to witness the greatest display of EMOTION in the whole history of our RACE.tears flow automatically.see da diesel minded soul is crying rite now>>>>>>
GRRRRRRRRRRR went to BARIsTA,just warm uPP my apetite over coffee.hmmmmmmm my eyes stared at CCD tables again,i wish u are here???????
(SIGH):and i'm all alone again>>>>>.more than i have ever been in my life.i,who have lumbed the very depths of loneliness.all my life i have been lonely<<>>i never knew wat it was to have friendship till i met you.i guess why doesnt one just die automatically when left by the erson one like????????????????
BOOOOHOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i miss them allll???
hmmmmmm............
some happy hours touch me.
i bought armfulls of FLOWERS for my sister,flung down enough money to cover trice the amount and tore home home again.my cute sister went out on the balcony to hang them out for my GOOD LUCK.so emazing nah...........???
OH, yu are so FAR away from me right now.so FAR away.figurative mountains oceans and continents separate you from me.. but i hope to see u again.
i make this decision because>>>>>>>actually i need yr FRIENDSHI dreadfully>>>>>>>and for no other reason.........>
i'm so sorry to have to say it.but i trust you.
AGAIN its all around absolutely annihilated solitude.YA all around me.there seemed to be nothing but "FLYING TIME and SWEET DEATH">>>>>flying time weeing for those who were death.and a voice seemed to whiser"""what have you done ,oh you,with yr time????and i felt so tiny and helless and infinitely lonely.
one's only friend is GOD and one scacely dares turn to GOD when one has sinned
who worse equied for everyday life than i ?????
only you yrself reaproched me from my unreality.
how can i help it???????
i have never had any truck with wat i consider the sordid side of life. i know nothing.
i live a world of peoled entirely by my own imagination.
I HATE MY WORLD!!!!
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.......
wat da hell am writing abt................
sorry.....yas
FORgive my rat-infested SKULL....
pliz<<<<>>>YOU HAVE SUNG ALL SUMMER >>>>>>>WELL DANCE NOW>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
the early morning chilling wind disturbing me so nicely and i'm here to witness the greatest display of EMOTION in the whole history of our RACE.tears flow automatically.see da diesel minded soul is crying rite now>>>>>>
GRRRRRRRRRRR
(SIGH):and i'm all alone again>>>>>.more than i have ever been in my life.i,who have lumbed the very depths of loneliness.all my life i have been lonely<<
BOOOOHOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i miss them allll???
hmmmmmm............
some happy hours touch me.
i bought armfulls of FLOWERS for my sister,flung down enough money to cover trice the amount and tore home home again.my cute sister went out on the balcony to hang them out for my GOOD LUCK.so emazing nah...........???
OH, yu are so FAR away from me right now.so FAR away.figurative mountains oceans and continents separate you from me.. but i hope to see u again.
i make this decision because
i'm so sorry to have to say it.but i trust you.
AGAIN its all around absolutely annihilated solitude.YA all around me.there seemed to be nothing but "FLYING TIME and SWEET DEATH">>>>>flying time weeing for those who were death.and a voice seemed to whiser"""what have you done ,oh you,with yr time????and i felt so tiny and helless and infinitely lonely.
one's only friend is GOD and one scacely dares turn to GOD when one has sinned
who worse equied for everyday life than i ?????
only you yrself reaproched me from my unreality.
how can i help it???????
i have never had any truck with wat i consider the sordid side of life. i know nothing.
i live a world of peoled entirely by my own imagination.
I HATE MY WORLD!!!!
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.......
wat da hell am writing abt................
sorry.....yas
FORgive my rat-infested SKULL....
pliz<<<<
tomorrow is a SUNDAY.i wonder what you will do.as its sunday,someone will get the OFF and will naturally send it with you.
have a ROCKING weekEND.
take care.
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