You Shone Around Every Corner Of My Day
& I Wish I Could Erase You says:
eh shitxz i think i got pe
& I Wish I Could Erase You says:
RAHRAHRAHRAH
danfong says:
-_____________________________-
& I Wish I Could Erase You says:
so i end at 3.40
danfong says:
340 okay what!!
& I Wish I Could Erase You says:
but i'll be icky sweaty gross
danfong says:
the most we'll meet at like 4 plus 5 and have dinner tgt
danfong says:
hohohoho
danfong says:
do you think your love will mind your sweat etc?
AWWWWWWW meltxzxzxzz (: I can't wait to see you on Tuesday, Love of my Life :D
Horny Night (can you believe it) was Uber Sick and Gross but I still don't understand why Altos got last for the first time in 13 years (due to overpopulation of Soprano seniors in the voting pool of people) We were still thinking that it was more of funny than sick, but everyone felt that it was more of sick than funny. No sense of humour, sigh. Though it's so darn hilarious that people couldn't bear to watch the tongue-kissing between Novabelle and I even though it was just shadows. HAHAHA. Never mind we had So Much Fun performing and coming up with the plot, heeheehaha.
Exactly two-thirds of my March holidays was taken up by choir camp, voice training, choir practice, horny night, but I don't think I'm complaining :)
My brother and my father are both sick, congratulations I think I'm going to be next.
endless train tracks laid out ahead,
footsteps on slabs of polished marble,
white shadows flit past making all the haste in the world,
they halt.
but wait another nine minutes, you say
and we watch as silhouettes pack together and disappear.
then
more gravel and metal strips, with a gracious dash of late night breeze
and i wish i could make our watches freeze there and then.
Maybe it would have worked out a year ago? I make no promises. Meanwhile I can't stand it when people dish out endless false signals as if their life depended on it.
eh shitxz i think i got pe
& I Wish I Could Erase You says:
RAHRAHRAHRAH
danfong says:
-_____________________________-
& I Wish I Could Erase You says:
so i end at 3.40
danfong says:
340 okay what!!
& I Wish I Could Erase You says:
but i'll be icky sweaty gross
danfong says:
the most we'll meet at like 4 plus 5 and have dinner tgt
danfong says:
hohohoho
danfong says:
do you think your love will mind your sweat etc?
AWWWWWWW meltxzxzxzz (: I can't wait to see you on Tuesday, Love of my Life :D
Horny Night (can you believe it) was Uber Sick and Gross but I still don't understand why Altos got last for the first time in 13 years (due to overpopulation of Soprano seniors in the voting pool of people) We were still thinking that it was more of funny than sick, but everyone felt that it was more of sick than funny. No sense of humour, sigh. Though it's so darn hilarious that people couldn't bear to watch the tongue-kissing between Novabelle and I even though it was just shadows. HAHAHA. Never mind we had So Much Fun performing and coming up with the plot, heeheehaha.
Exactly two-thirds of my March holidays was taken up by choir camp, voice training, choir practice, horny night, but I don't think I'm complaining :)
My brother and my father are both sick, congratulations I think I'm going to be next.
endless train tracks laid out ahead,
footsteps on slabs of polished marble,
white shadows flit past making all the haste in the world,
they halt.
but wait another nine minutes, you say
and we watch as silhouettes pack together and disappear.
then
more gravel and metal strips, with a gracious dash of late night breeze
and i wish i could make our watches freeze there and then.
Maybe it would have worked out a year ago? I make no promises. Meanwhile I can't stand it when people dish out endless false signals as if their life depended on it.
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