
I will fight the good fight, I will run and finish the race, I will keep the faith and see God face to face.
title: My life would suck without you My life would suck without you
Being with you is so dysfunctional I really shouldn't miss you, but I can't let go Oh yeah 'Cause we belong together now Forever united here somehow You got a piece of me -xx- WHOOOOPEEEEEEEEEEE. This week was such a fun week! :D HAHAHAHAHAH THINKING OF IT MAKES ME CRACK UP ALREADY. Okay anyway wednesday char & I stayed back to do ICT (eunice had physics olympaid!) so before doing, obviously we fooled around. WE WENT TO LOOK AT FACEBOOK PICTURES OF OTHERS'! Of strangers, more like it. Char and I were looking looking then suddenly she burst out laughing and pointed at a guy. A guy who might have been overweight. OKAY, MAJORLY OVERWEIGHT. So we were cracking up at how funny he looks (sorry I know it's very mean and offensive) and we went to click onto his face to see his name. Let's say his name is ABC. Then we went to the next picture, saw under the caption that his name was also tagged in the picture. So we hovered our mouse over ABC and saw instead, A REALLY SUPER THIN GUY WHO'S BETTER LOOKING AND DEFINITELY NOT ABC!!! Char and I were mortified with horror and we went like, WOW, whichever slimming centre he went to, it must be able to work wonders. Char & I were like saying, must be tag wrongly. But actually, it was tagged correctly, just that fat ABC blocked the thin ABC!!! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA. Okay sorry I know you don't get it. Sighhhhh! I'm just feeling damn sian. I LOVE MY FRIENDS OMGGGGGGG <3333333333!!! I CAN'T WAIT FOR TEACHERS' DAY :DDDDDD -xx- "You knew!" The words rang out like spitfire, blinding him momentarily. He tried to run to her, to grab her hand, to apologize, but instead received cries of outburst that sent a shocking sharp twinge of pain slicing through his throat, disenabling his ability to speak. You knew, you knew, you knew. Dirty accusation vibrated through every vessel of his musculated body, rising against his collarbone, forcing him to grab onto everything solid, to stop him from exploding into fragments of sorrow to cover her grief. -xx- T H A T ' S I T . I'm naming my son Gilbert. |
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