the stupid blogger picture thing is not working so no visuals still, just words for now (and maybe a long time more :D).

but anw, i wanna go to the singfest and see onerepublic but nobody else is willing to pay the obscene amount of money to go see all of them perform :(

my thighs hurt like crazy, the muscles in them are wound up so tight like them virgins, i hate it la seriously.

everything that i do,

i think of you and how it will affect you in some way

but it seems that all your actions are carried out

without me in mind at all.

sometimes i wonder why i bother and try so hard to please you

to surprise you with little things/gifts

when everything i do, whether it's trying to change

or trying to make you happy

will all go down the drain

with

one.

little.

action.