Thursday, April 26, 2007
the sweetest of sweet ;
the brightest of lights ;
the darkest of nights.
they can't fight the memories.those of forlorn.
for they are all long gone.that battle fought ;
lost.doesn't ring a bell no more.
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okay. its thursday.
i hate thursdays. i am getting moody.i think i am going to hit the sack.
BYE BYE FUCKERS.kaaye\.- i tried to remember who i used to be.nothing came close.
memories locked at Thursday, April 26, 2007