Hmmm

now beat up, drugged up she feelin' the strain
she says in a rap what the fuck im supposed to do
fuck it i'll start stop keep running through,
true but you try ain't easy to do,
she been buckle belt beaten from the bat like a brat,
dunno where she goin' but she know where she at,
so georgy its like a chain react,
but the truth is you know she probably fought back,
tears stream down her face,
she screamed away,
when i fall, no one catch me
alone lonely, i'll overdose slowly
get scared, i'll scream and shout
but you know it wont matter she'll be passing out
i say giggidibigidiup just another day
another sad story, thats tragedy,
paramedic announced death at 10.30
rip it up kick it to spit up the views

Homework

It's such a drag. Hanna has a new tv and Hanna's mum made me mittens, they rule. Going to Rachel's tomorrow night after I see Avenue Q. Two of the best friends are all I've seen/will see this weekend, and I don't care. I'm going to play gameboy tonight.