i dont know whether to cry or laugh.

i havnt had anything of worth talking about
nor have i felt talking.
and when i have i just normally bite peoples heads off.
sorry.
i wish i could see you.
had a heart attack when my inbox broke, didnt help when my friends didnt understand.
some one in particular should just piss off, he isnt wanted.
i need to talk to laura.
Girls are like apples…
the best ones are at the top of the trees.
The boys don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground that aren’t as good, but easy.
So the apples at the top think there is something wrong with them, when, in reality, they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who’s brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.

thats all really.