Question:
birkens baby got fo me.
nd bookout, st bookin. went beach rd earli in da morn to get baby's army stuffs, head'd dwn to town to get birkens fo myself; frm baby. bahaaaa. he claims tt its a heartache to him.. bt i don care. hehhhh. n ltr, rush'd bac to his plce to chng n diner wif his famm agn. steamboat, dinner was early bcus darlg's gotta b back in camp ard seven odds. finali, bk in. da day was spent wisely, none non alive. we feet soo much tt darlg's complain'n of da walks n marches in camp, n nw, he's doin it dur'n his bkout days. haa. i scorn his complaints at da moment, nw i miss 'em. no, or shld i put it dis way, i miss him.
da last goodbye wasn as bad compar'd to da st.
i treasurd da last sight of him, it was precious.
another seven days to go. i'm stil waitn.
she assur'd him dat shes gonna b fine.
its crackn insida her. shes lubugrious.
shes lika girl whom adord his love so much dat she wants evry piece of him.
she knows, now. she've finally found da one.
da one, whom she'l nvr wana live without.
nvr ever.
i cant pretnd dat im aslp, whn my tears fall frm my eyes.
Mustafa!
TCC befoe john tucker must die :)
st book out for baby, it was latelatelate! bt evry single minute spent wif him was disburs'd wif lorve :) da day was jus magnificent; sacrosanct. his bk-out was late. went dinner wif his famm - town - movie; john tucker must die - mustafa - late supper - long tv session at muh plce!! haa, mustafa was our last resort tk'n.. anyhws, we managd to dig stuffs out to purchase. i brand it muh happiest day evr fo da past two wiks! bahaaa. i HEART my baby soo much. truckloadsa lOrve for him. JUBILANT; kingdom come. :D
he gave her a note fill'd wif 'i love you(s)' which adds up to 1314 of 'em. he penn'd it dur'n lecture, at nite whn he cldn' get to bed. it melts her hart so much. she jus wana gif him a big hug n spurn out al thanks frm her to him. she knos shes missd whn shes nt ard him.
its da kinda comfort n love he provid'd her wif.
WEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
you do it al da time; blown' out my mind.
do urself a favor. go getta life. its big out there.
aye. sunlight raises your libido, i read tis. i'l help u increase yoor sexual IQ. forget abt da bk.
great thanks to ms deb. :) [deb, jolin, jossy]
the man who loves me more than himself
its fcuktard today. entirely, screwed day for me.
had to manage an insane weeping, next, someone branded me a fcuker on the other end.
fcuk this day. im collapsing. im narcoleptic!
ahhhh. goddamn this. it scuks to the dickest fcukn corrrrrrrreeeeeeee!!! ....... eeee.
went to deb's with jolin. project was our main concern. to our amazement, we ended up settling into cleansing technique course. it was fun though, i admitted. and it made me suggest that i havent been doing the right thang to my face. now i see why its been not been a good skin for dockley years-since the day i was brought into this world filled with hatred; love. i dont care.
i cant exactly recall when's the last meal with dad alone. it was nice and sweet though.
hurrm.. like husband and wife :D
i looovvvvveeeeee daddy SOOO much! daddy's da' greatest man in muh dumbuped world!! !
ARRHHARR. i guess its time to flex your brain muscles. squeezn 'em damn juices out.
freeing yourself from the right and wrong.
learn to let go, dork. dont be sucha kickarse.
un-bothered'.
i thought that my day was bad, but you came along and made it worse.
fcuk that bitch.
things has turned out to be some ugly realities. now, i hear your voice as noise. the sight of you hammers me. a withered rose, filled with thorns. getting rid of 'em, how hard i tried. pricks inflicted injuries on me. i squinched my eyes, my hands up. a white flag rised above. judges, crowds saw what i meant. every word preached, i shunned it. i love the way it is, shutting you down in me. you're gone now and always. leave it.. stay far from this.