O Accounts, O Accounts....why do u pretend to be so easy but end up kickin my ass....every bad thing gets the result of his/her deeds in this world....why don't u ever suffer....please stop making me suffer....i still have a life to live :/ :(
Sometimes I take a carton of eggs out of the fridge, and look at it and think that maybe one day I'll crack an egg and a little baby chicken will fall out, and then I'll wash him off and raise him indoors...and then...maybe, just maybe I'll have a friend.
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