Thursday, September 3, 2009

103 days (only a few people knows what i mean, wifey, you shld know)

i never expect all this.
i always thought you would spent my birthday w me.
you make me feel like shit.
i dont blame you dear.
i know yr busy, etc.
im just expecting too much.

i wish i was a child who wishes for silly lil things tht will always come true.
i wish i was retarded so tht i wouldnt expect things to happen the way i want.
i know this years sweet 16 is gg to be shit.
i am not gg to celebrate it.
stay at home w my books and head to organ lesson will be my routine of tht day.
i just wish this was just a dream, or, a surprise.

all my silly wishes.

what we could have been, Thursday, September 03, 2009.