Littlest things. |
Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing Especially when I have to watch other people kissin' And I remember when you started callin' me your mrs. Dreams, Dreams Of when we had just start...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 00:23:00 GMT |
why, why, why? HUH!? WHY?! |
and i'm so sick of people telling me i'm skinny. i know, i know, I KNOW i am. how come no one goes around telling fat people that he/she is fat and tell her to eat less? because she might find offensi...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Dec 2006 06:21:00 GMT |
Thanks, apek. :) |
I love long train and buses rides. But of course, provided i am not late for anything. I think it's the best way to see and observe the weirdest people.So yesterday wasn't an exception. I met you, let...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Dec 2006 23:42:00 GMT |
To that stranger in the bus. |
You're by far the only guy, who's actually a stranger to me, who made me feel warm and fuzzy through your actions. You actually comfort your 4-yr-old (?) sister by hugging when she's crying and wiping...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 07:04:00 GMT |
Finally bitch! |
Finally, a pathetic, sad psycho off my back. If you're not convinced that he's not a pathetic, sad psycho, maybe this list of what he did may change your mind.1. You know when you walk, your hand swi...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Sep 2006 09:42:00 GMT |
