Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Boy...
Excuse me boy,what is there to talk about?What is it that you wanna tell me?I dun see a point in wat you wanna tell me.I need to breathe you know.Give me space boy.You've got yours..oh wait..that space has already been filled by ..hm.Need I say more boy?I stopped calling because each time I talk to you boy...I can't seem to breathe properly.You're the cause of my suffocation.I just dun feel like talking to you boy.Sorry boy...but this time..miss me when I'm gone!haha..
Hm...should I listen to wat he gotta say?What the hell he wants now?Sigh..
