I am one of the few jerks that thinks that the whole world owes me something.
You got a problem with that?

And i hate having to be diplomatic about the whole issue about me quitting the club.
I'm just being nice.

But everyone knows i quit cause
Easy.
1. I hate the chers.
2. I hate the year 1s.

What more do you expect?

So tell me when is all this !*#$ ending.
At least that's something i can look forward to.

Show off that body you got. :)

I'm feeling so fking oppressed.
I had enough of this shit.
No point continuing.
You can eat my balls now that you got what you want bitch.

Fuck you bitch, you stink. Stop picking on me bastard.
Irritating asshole, you make me puke. And killed my love for the sport.

There's something i need to say.
And that's:
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.

That's all folks.

"The heart doesn't distinguish or draw boundaries between people, it just responds to them.

We can't say that we don't know what it feels like to be crushed, when tides of love come crashing in on us.

Suddenly, you became painfully aware of the gulf that has just opened up between the both of you.

It's something that only the body can remember.

As we go on
We remember
All the times we
Had together
And as our lives change
Come Whatever
We will still be
Friends Forever

:)
"Graduation (Friends Forever)"

No agendas, no sets of beliefs, just pure behavior. Love cannot be defined.

I'm seriously glad that I can feel again, these emotions I lost so long ago are all returning to me. I'm glad. Seriously.

No matter, I'm in love. It's not infatuation, no ordinary crush. A wonderful feeling that I can't shake off.

You'll never understand, how it feels. Unrequited love --> Makes you feel like crap.

Unwilling to believe, doesn't mean you lack trust.

I live a incomplete life everyday. Perfect, perfectly weird.

You know you are, the queen of my heart.

I guess I was very obvious, and I am still very obvious?

I think I'm in love, I know I'm in love, I'm definitely in love, so in love.