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domingo, 15 de mayo de 2011

Oh Hilary,what shall I do?

Physics makes me cry,and for the first time so do you.
It was just one tear,but,oh how it hurts.
I thought of writing about it here,becuase you'll never read this,but somehow there is a tiny chance of you doing so,so hey,lets just write.
What is your problem?My mind changes of opinion every second,one second I think you are the one who is wrong and the other I think its me.
The best part of this is that the whole point of writing is a tiny pathetic inbox that you wrote,you dont say anything mean,or unpolite,but you sent it really late.
And I know that If I ever read this again(wich I probably will,becuase that is the main point of writing this blog)Ill realise how stupid I was too feel so sad about this,but,Hey,Im fifteen,full of hormones and I have a physics exam tomorrow that I do not freaking understand,so yeah,if I want to be sad,I will,If I want to write about how sad Im feeling,Ill write,because lets face it,its easier than studying,and its very very Hilary- Duff -lame-teenage-movie style.

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