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Monday, April 11, 2005
i feel so lousy..
wanan bang my head to the wall.
shit the world.
i duno y we muz always quarrel.
f*
when i say i call to disturb.
tt's ain't wat i mean.
since when i nid permission to chat wif my bf.
since when i nid a reason to call him.
whenever i'm trying to say sumthing.
or bring up a topic.
u have to think i'm trying to pick up a fight.
f*
when i'm trying to explain.
u have to sound sacastic.
f*
n when i cried
no concern.
no sweet words.
juz a .
bye.
n beep.
f*
i feel so lousy.
feel like vomit n cry at the same time.
or mayb still in the toilet forever.
i wanna go back time.
when u still love me..
when u still care..
when there's still magic between us..
when tt's no quarrel
no tears.
no broken heart.
simoney lost her way @
1:16 PM
