Tuesday, May 01, 2007
my arms are aching and math really kills my brain cells.to quekie:i miss the studying times at your house every sat.i miss all our stupid laughter.i miss our phone talks where we talk for so long.i miss our letter writing.i miss about everything about you.WE NEED TO MEET UP like asap.lovelovelove.
Yrays of light shine and i bade goodbye;
7:09 AM