There was this guy I was talking to aim that hasn't been around for like a week. I hope he's ok...he was really depressed. I don't know the guy at all...but that really freaks me out.
Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road. my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load. gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
it's 2:15 in the moring, and i've been going at this one accounting problem for like 4 hours now. i'm almost positive that the numbers in the book are flawed. my debits and credits are not balanced, this never happens, i own accounting. this problem is deemed flawed by the gods of accounting. i'm right i just know it. sleep, i need sleep. only 4 hours until i get up and go to school.
this one problem is the , and as one of the accounting saints (St. Reno of great kick ass!), i have banished it to the depths of hell knowns as flawed accounting problems.
Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road. my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load. gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
-Sarah Goodbye you liar, Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything Then you think you will inspire Take apart your head (and I wish I could inspire) Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.