ther's a lot of b.s coming in what with khala having to go and them tryna look for a place for me for me to stay at while they're away for like 6 weeks ish....sometimes i feel like the trash noone wants, tho that's not strictly true...they want me, i just cant see miself wanting them..like how voluntarily and happily would u go living in a place that's going to be a military school pretty much,...strict schedules, no goin' out nothin......and it's supposed to be summer and this term's been pretty shitty as it is what with not being able to go back and taking two of the three shittiest courses for business and all that jazz... life does suck eh...i miss home man,,miss being able to be Completely lame and rolling round the floor in fits of laughter..can't remember when was the last time i had that in the past 6 months..sad realli...
an then jus when the nostalgia and the emoness and te anger threatened to take over, I saw this postcard. and just for a while, i forgot mi mum's cynicism, aunt's nosiness, uncle's taunts., i forgot the daily mess of intricacies, the tangled webs.
-im on an emo rave. mayb it's pms.
too much info??!?!! lol..
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acknowledgment--> u make me smile. realli do. =)
-eeda.
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