Poetry.

But I can't stop writing it. All it means to me is bad memories. I just can't find any other way to vent my emotions. Like dancing real crazy-like.....Or something along those lines.



Any ways, class is almost over, so I'm not writing much. I'm staying at Hillary's tonight....yay. Chocolate, movies, and energy drinks. What more could I want! Oh yeah...boyfriend. Oh well. Work is more important to him, any ways.


NO!!



Not getting into that again. But yeah, enjoy the Emo Poems while they last. I'm getting tired of writing them all down.....Reeeeally tired of it.



Kbye!


{{love}}--Sami