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Thursday, June 25, 2009

Now that we all said goodbye
Don't try and fix it up again
It's my fault that you can't stand a thing I do?
And don't lie cause we know that you want to
Now I can't seem to comprehend
How the things that you're saying
Is not what you meant at all
Because the last time I checked
These so called "friends"
Were your "friends" till the very end

And now I know that I have made big plans
And I've said big things that have blown out of my hands
But these hands have counted a lot and have been counted on
And now a handful is all that's left
Can you just look at how things were
And how they are right now

I AM GRUMPY.
6:12 PM


basically



      the grumpy toast is very grumpy. beware, this toast bites. :)

      i'm sixteen
      i don't want to grow up
      i'm so scared, yet so excited for what's coming.

my past