all that i've done for you could be only redeem by this bullshit you give me come on, you're not the only on this planet you fucking self centered cunt
i think of you every fucking day and just to know that it'll never happen and in other's eyes; not right definitely not like any other disney programmes
i knew you were lying when you told me you were listening i knew when you said you'd be there for me i knew you couldn't do anything to help, yet you hesitated
i gave up everything to just to spent a moment with you in my dreams i gave up everything just to hope to believe yet where were you, helplessly hanging of the edge trying to take a step that you'll regret the cuts on my wrists which deeply sowed into my throbbing heart beat yet you still didn't notice
im not looking im not staring who said i was jealous; well it aint kicking in.
fuck it, guess what guys. i just got an email from the organizers of bob to tell me that our band's not in it anymore. and that the other band has replaced us. they were fucking disqualified in the first place. fucking cunts. we spent so much fucking time into practicing and now they're taking it away.
what i can only do now is to pray. while i stuff myself with food and grow fat.
shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat. yeah this fucking song is dedicated to you bitch.
hello motherfuckers. im back from the mission trip to cambodia i mentioned a couple of weeks ago. and fuckyeah, it was one hell of a experience i'll never forget.
battle of the bands auditions went pretty weird yesterday. to think that we got in by default is just too awesome-ly lucky. hahahah. BOB's about in a month or so. so yeah, get your tickets if your school is participating in it. and most importantly vote for ac international. venue: acs independant audi tickets: $10
oh btw, our band is Failure By Designer Jeans. so join us if you can. and there again i end the post with a fag statement.
