I hate my fuckin' hair!!! My bangs is sooooo damn SHORT!!! GRRR!!!! I'm gonna kill that gay bastard!!!

It all started when I was on my way to school... as usual I'm late. same old same old, nothing new there. Until I was on the tricycle. I can handle the bad smell in some of the tricycles I go in, but what I can't handle is that some of the drivers are rude and look at me in a strange way. I paid the driver but he didn't give the change back. Bastard. I should have break one of his fingers. The fucker deserves it. Or better yet I should have pick one of those stone there and broke his mirror.

God there are so many assholes in the city these days.

~Splinter In My Heart~

It's kinda' sad really
I'm like a soul who lingers
As the credits roll I still can't leave the picture
The picture I hold in my heart
There's a road left to travel
Bridges left to burn
Songs I havent written
Lessons left to learn
There's reasons left to fight
There's you to kiss goodnight
Hold on...hold on tight
It makes me mad really
Wish I could blame a twister
Or a Hurricane
Or my pesky sister
Wish I could blame away this feeling in my heart