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Crawling through this world as disease flows through my veins,
I look into myself, but my own heart has been changed.
I can't go on like this..
I loathe all I've become.


Cheese!

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  • THhaterr

    ook hoi XD

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  • Vargas

    Hoi!
    Ja, t.A.T.u en An Cafe zijn geweldig.
    X

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  • Kansas

    ...

    Look at the fucking lap text I wrote. Have you ever read it completely? I even didn't! There are probably some grammar issues... Not that that matters though, people around here can't talk good English, they wouldn't notice. I hope Mr. Lng wont mind if I join the class... I mean, I suddenly come butting in, aren't I? Maybe he was expecting it a little. Still, I wonder if he would like me missing one class, doing everything solo. Oh well.

    Fuck school, anyway. :P

    Don't really know what to mention at the moment, not much has happened. The need to go outside and, eh, I do not know what is big. We didn't skate Sunday... No we didn't. O_O We completely forgot! Silly us. Chris Crocker is pretty gay. See how I coloured gay pink? Good, innit? I was just reading all my comments again. I HATE IT WHEN THEY READ AND DELETE FOR FUCKINGS SAKE! I can never remember what I wrote so when they comment, I don't know what the heck they're talking about the most of the time. XD Haha, silly me. Not my problem though, huh. I feel restless. Busy tonight? I rather feel like walking around. Except then my mom thinks we're slipping of to go to guys, or something. Mothers. I have no clue what to do. My stalker's stalking is going in a downwards spiral. ... Sorry, I like the combination of those two words, they sound so dramatic! Oh well, if I don't see you today, I'll see you tomorrow at school.

    This is the end, my only friend, the end.

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  • Kansas

    Hi.

    I am fucking pissed. Really really pissed off. You want to know why? I'll fucking tell you fucking why. There is a chemistry class. And I wasn't in it because that dick of a Boersma told me that I needed to take it as an extra subject! So I did, took arts instead. AND NOW IT DIDN'T SECLUDED ME IN BECAUSE I HAVE ARTS! Now don't get me wrong, I like having an extra subject. Except, that I only have one hour of chemistry in the week, because the other house is when we have arts. And it's great that I have both now, BUT, how many times did I ask about chemistry? A lot. And only I am the one to who is said that I needed it as an extra subject. THAT'S FUCKING UNFAIR, THAT'S WHAT IT IS! So now I'm taking my anger out by listening really angry music (Judas Priest, Metallica, Black Sabbath). I heard you have the first two hours of school off tomorrow? I don't anymore. Second hour is chemistry. I just, well, I'm annoyed, that's what I am. Pissed too. Oh well, got chemistry. OH, BY THE WAY! The last class we had was Physics. Me and Romy were the only girls. With 21 guys. And you know what? We're better than all of them! We'll show those motherfuckers. Actually, there are only 6 girls who choose Physics in 3 classes. And my class was totally full, means the other classes are pretty crowded too. Oh well. What the heck, right?

    I'll see you tomorrow.

    L. Black


    P.S.: I don't think your presentation is long, sorry. And you just HAD to add nr. 10, didn't you?

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  • Kansas

    Hello hello hello, again.

    So... I was so close. So close. Oh well, I do believe I like the class I'm in now... And we'll be together at arts, and math... I'm feeling better. Took a painkiller, much better now. Tired though, cannot concentrate. Does suck, 'cause the new book requires concentration. I really don't hope I've gotten the flu... Hell, I feel so unwell at the moment that I can't even listen to music. Pretty darn weird, huh?

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