summertime.

the best summer ever; because of you.

My first summer with you, was also the best.
For I learnt how to love, and how love feels like.
I had my first kiss, my first touch, my first hugs.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let them go.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let yourself go too; for them.

whispers of summer her story friends birdsongs memories sunrays

sometimes what i want to say isn't apparent through what you just see(:

Monday, September 25, 2006

immaturity

immaturity.

what the hell is wrong with you people.

are you even mature enough to be considered people?

are you just jealous, or what?

anyway stop spamming my blog. its my life, my story, and i dont need extra blotches of ink on it.

as though i dont have enough already.

you're just showing how immature you are.

shoo.

yearmates im sorry, but just bear with this gaggle of 3-year-old kids yeah? (:

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Monday, September 25, 2006

immaturity

10:49 pm
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