Saturday, July 2, 2011

.you.

...don't know how much i've worked on your fucking shit.

...don't know how much you spoiled my about-to-be-less-lonely life.

...don't know how corny you are whenever you throw jokes.

of course you don 't know and will never know 'coz you think you're good.

but the saddest about you is you never knew how to be a student. =(

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