Cause the space between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly | 03/01/2010 |
It smells like Cranberry Mandarine in here.
I skipped class this morning; I should really stop doing that.
But, not all hope is lost. I wrote an essay. For Zack
Hope his English teacher doesn't mind.
Instead, Zack and I had breakfast together this morning.
He bought <3
It was sweet.
I think I may go see him after work tonight. Maybe.
I just hate going to his house so late.
I feel like going over there almost every night as late as I do is wearing out my welcome.
And, I wanna stay cool with his momma.
Oh boy.
I still have laundry to do. Literally, loads and loads of it.
Maybe I'll finish it before work.
Probably not.
All right.
Lunch and laundry before work.
I think I can handle it.
Ready, set, GO. |
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