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It's getting late on Sunday morning
I get up and see
Silly TV talking by itself in the living room
I slept on the sofa again
and don't remember the ending of
the late night movie
And my old lady she don't care
as I look for food in the fridge
Well, this is life
Well, this is my life
Well, this is life
To plan a weekend without you
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IT IS I. THE CADBURY CHOCOLATE MONSTER, BEETCHEZ.
disclaimer: I am
so not friggin responsible for any nosebleeds and/or eyesores caused by my innocent
blabberjabberings. And I don't own some of the pics or such posted here (duuuuuurhh). Now, LET'S DANCE BABY. lolwut btw, me tumblr's
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Friday, 31 July 2009, 21:27
Confusion
I feel so stupid. Why do I keep expecting things? Ugh, I really shouldn't. But, why? Why did--
Rothaen seronp.
I should have just shut up and stopped snooping around. Why was I so curious? I shouldn't have been bored and I really should have entertained myself.
I shouldn't have read that. I really shouldn't have. I thought I would find something satisfying but... What I found was disappointing.... thear beragink. I thought---..
..was free.
But boy, was I wrong. I was really really wrong.
Why, why, why?
\/\/3 were really--- so close.--..
Oui xenachdeg sekoj. Oui emt. Oui kletad.
But... no matter. Oui will still eb sirfend. Oui will still kalt.
[edit: I'm sorry about the crappy update. I was feeling.... weird. Sorry, for all the anagrams. I was... ya know what? Forget it. This is post is only for my own self-satisfaction. If you don't understand, then fine.]