hey delilah?
i'm so frigging bored.
listening to plain white t songs.
the acoustic ones. passing by
hey there delilah, a lonely september.
text meseg'd mamat.
i said, "call me when i'm
REMEMBERED."
kill me for having a boyfriend like you.
kill me for having a guy who admires hurting me,
like you. oh the time i wasted for just
a phone ring.. i'm fucking hurt.
and when i'm hurt, don't expect me to say sorry
after the things i'll do that'll hurt you even more then this.
well, went out just now.
met dzul. hahs. damn funny lah.
i beat him, he beat me.
(x went home, played the comp.
myspaced, met this new friend.
Irfan, or a.k.a Machy.
cute xia. and we are soo alike, in areas of music interests la.
emo punk, punk rock, esp acoustic.
plain white ts, secondhand serenade {fucking common thou}.
dashboard confessional, and my ooh favourite.
jimmy eat world. he was listening to the middle,
and i listened to sweetness. gagaga.
well, see.
i can enjoy myself better without a boyfriend.
maybe i really should let him go. maybe
because you're pulling me back. and that's
a waste of time. and so when i leave again,
i won't turn back. {trust me, mat.}
got bored right. went deviantart-ing too.
downloaded about ten/ eleven brushes.
did this one, cute image.

well, i think this is one of my really concentrated graphics ever made.
even though all of these applied were brushes,
i took a long time just thinking about the concept. hahs.
well, if you like this, thank you. {first timer xia! appreciate la.}

i used this for my myspace. another example of;
good use and appreciation for brushes done by the
deviantart'ers. simple? i know. beginner?
yes, yes. i also know.
so, let's stop here.
i need to clean up this house.
well, the most futile chore was assigned.
i have to clean up the staircase railings.
put the dirt away. erratically meager like so!
listening to plain white t songs.
the acoustic ones. passing by
hey there delilah, a lonely september.
text meseg'd mamat.
i said, "call me when i'm
REMEMBERED."
kill me for having a boyfriend like you.
kill me for having a guy who admires hurting me,
like you. oh the time i wasted for just
a phone ring.. i'm fucking hurt.
and when i'm hurt, don't expect me to say sorry
after the things i'll do that'll hurt you even more then this.
well, went out just now.
met dzul. hahs. damn funny lah.
i beat him, he beat me.
(x went home, played the comp.
myspaced, met this new friend.
Irfan, or a.k.a Machy.
cute xia. and we are soo alike, in areas of music interests la.
emo punk, punk rock, esp acoustic.
plain white ts, secondhand serenade {fucking common thou}.
dashboard confessional, and my ooh favourite.
jimmy eat world. he was listening to the middle,
and i listened to sweetness. gagaga.
well, see.
i can enjoy myself better without a boyfriend.
maybe i really should let him go. maybe
because you're pulling me back. and that's
a waste of time. and so when i leave again,
i won't turn back. {trust me, mat.}
got bored right. went deviantart-ing too.
downloaded about ten/ eleven brushes.
did this one, cute image.

well, i think this is one of my really concentrated graphics ever made.
even though all of these applied were brushes,
i took a long time just thinking about the concept. hahs.
well, if you like this, thank you. {first timer xia! appreciate la.}

i used this for my myspace. another example of;
good use and appreciation for brushes done by the
deviantart'ers. simple? i know. beginner?
yes, yes. i also know.
so, let's stop here.
i need to clean up this house.
well, the most futile chore was assigned.
i have to clean up the staircase railings.
put the dirt away. erratically meager like so!


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