Got muh hurr did = platinum blonde with brown coontails.
Pictures later.

I've never made a bet, but I gamble with desire.
Calling your name, kill me with words.
Forget about me, it's what I deserve.

I hate trying to put my desire into words when my body knows exactly what to say.
Come home.

news flash over dramatic blog whores,
gtfoveryouselves.
I'm sick of you all.
kthnx.

ifuckinghategreyhound.
fuckyou10hourdelay.
nuffsaid.

Open your eyes, this isn't just a nexopia friends list. I'm sick of all this immaturity around me.
For once in my life I'd like to be serious with serious people.
If you surround yourself with immature people, you're most likely to be immature.
I've decided I'm going to get rid of all this immaturity in my life.
Starting with immature people, who use others and don't actually know what the meaning of "friendship" is.
So until you have proven yourselves worthy, you're gone.

You want my friendship, prove it.
Respect is earned, I don't owe you any.

Quote: GOOD FUCKING GOD,
kay last time i will say this, THE BLOG DOESN'T CALL ANYONE IMMATURE DIRECTLY.
I'm talking about in general everyones actions are pissing me off, and yes they are immature.
Everyone was deleted not one person.
I'm sick of the lies, and drama shit thats going on.
I'm no longer going to be around fake friends.

Lost: 11
Found: 2

I'm taking it in.
I'm holding it back.
I'm filling my lungs with the knife in my back.
But you kept going on just to make me feel like this.
Now that it's over.
I won't feel the same.
A broken frame with our picture is wasted.
You were all I had.
I guess the jokes on me.

I really miss my church, the music, the people, singing with chior, puppets, everything.
Mang, I totally downloaded songs we sung/puppetiered and am listening to them.
And yes, I am the biggest loser ever.

There you go, my last two weeks of blogging. Sorry for the uber long post, but my dad's computer hates me. Hope everyone else had a good weekend.

*Netta =D