I won't share you.

I've called to wish you an un-happy birthday.

I've called to wish you an un-happy birthday.

Because you're evil
and you lie
And, if you should die, I might feel slightly sad.
{ but I won't cry }


The Smiths; Morrisey; Lyrical. Genius.





Moving day: September 5th.
School begins: September 9th.

I'm growing more annoyed with the parental units, and 'friends' and the siblings.

The day I get away, it'll surely bring a ray of sun back.


♥b

I hope.