My eyes are red. Make of that what you will.
I'm still around. Life continues on its neverending course of joy and misery, laughter and tears, love and hate. And I continue to float above it all, unsure of my place in the throng.
Happy Prom.
(*slinks off to crawl into a hole and die*)
1 comment:
You can't die before PROM, silly. It's too green outside! :) I'm sorry you are sad... don't use any of the knives in my room to do anything...
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