To turn into a llama.

lessons to start

yesterday

the bank to open on time

whatever life is gonna bring to come

sleep

when i see anna again

prom

the meatballs to finish cooking.

A break.

Singing a song about geese.

typing this

looking forward

crossing my legs

sitting here doin stuff like this

listening to music

missing her more and more every day

crying

hoping for summer to come soon

Sitting here typing, duh!

Well, I will surely cry.

ill get bad grades and become a hobo

it did

i will try to make one friend

then ill die happy even though i never accomplished anything i know that i probably had a good time doin it

I'll be bitchy tomorrow

i shall did a lonely bitter man

death

what if what doesn't happen? the meatballs or summer?

I'll continue to share in the madness.