in 28 hours and 29 minutes (as of 7:28 when i wrote this) i will be seventeen. sweet.
i want this cough to go straight to hell. i'm so sick of it. my throat is killing me and i'm sick of heaving....throwing up is the single worst feeling in the world next to crying. they only happen when something bad triggers them...and they hurt.
i'm excited about saturday--its gunna rock! we're going to have a bangin' time yo. i am SO not black...i dont know why i try. haha. that's so green.
.:Here and now, I promise to love faithfully. Your love is all I need:.
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