January 2011
16 posts
Dear Superman,
When you first went into a coma, I used to call your cell phone and leave you voice mails telling you I’m sorry and how much I miss you… hoping you’d wake up and listen to them.
Love,
Your Princess :)
wake ya ass up, dawg! ugh.
“We have acquaintances, not friENDS. Why does it all come to an end?”
“Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can.”
AH-HA!
-Finally figured it out. :o)
-I miss my Superman… as always. <3
-There’s something that’s been bothering me… when I tell people that I’m still attending NOVA and they have the nerve to ask me… “Still??”
Dag, my bad. At least I’m trying and actually doing something with my life… right? SHIT HAPPENS. People fuck up. I was doing...