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23 Mar 2006|03:37am

i wish jayz had a journal but thanks to beyonce hitting on kanye he never will. grrr

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  pete: i wish jayz had a journal so fucking bad dude
kanye: me too but i'm afraid it would be another eminem type


we keep talk cheap so you can afford to pay attention. picture us sitting around smoking- him weed and me candy cigarettes. it's nice to know the few things i have left that make me genuinely smile can't be touched.


pete: yeah rachael leigh cock or whoever
kanye: haha cock? i think i know her... is she a porn star?


haha. leigh cock. say it outloud- i JUST now got that.


ever set your clock back to 11:11 just to redo the wish over?


what is a wish come true anyway, how do you know it is if you've got your eyes closed when you think it up? maybe if you go through relationships with your eyes closed it really is a wish come true. open them up and then that's when you have problems. whatever you think up in your head is never gonna be reality.


i have mixed feelings about being single. this whole update is just random thoughts typed between yawns and eyerubs.


oh yeah- i knew i updated for a reason. i closed ohoneohone cause i update this one more and what ever do i need two livejournals for? actually it's cause of the meaning behind the journal and finally giving up on it- at least trying to this time. ohoneohone is new years day and that's when i met my ex and i guess i'm done with that for what i hope is good now. so yeah. but i'll probably start another second journal soon. don't worry. before the show i updated and answered a whole whopping two more . so basically yeah, i live online but this isn't news to anyone, really.

i really am gaining weight, aren't i? gah.


the time in the corner of the screen is crawling closer to my grave and dragging me behind with it. sleep is just a preview of what death is gonna be. sleep is tugging at my eyelids, trying to keep the old memories in and the new ones out. most of all sleep is a lot like you- it's something that i just don't get.


ahhhhhhhh goodnight,
heart pete

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