In this maddening century,
Normalcy has lost its rhyme and reason.
Tedium is the new millenium.
& God has lost all meaning.

We're screaming sex, drugs, fame.
No one gives a damn about the church.
& all that we proclaim, is how to win the game.

We're slaves to the music,
A generation of mindless worshippers.
Posers that change with the tide,
Idolatry and false beliefs will be their downfall.

Surrending our souls to the Hollywood God,
We're groupies, singing songs we don't know.
& writing love letters like stencils on our arms,
We're doomed to fall, just down the drain.

it doesn't make sense to me):
i just felt this urge to write it.
it's so random.
so, not me.

AND MY BEST FRIEND'S BACK.
YAY, DARLING STICK'S BACK.
HE'S STILL ALIVE!
AND HE STILL DOESN'T WANNA GIVE ME MY VDAY PRESENT):
BUT I STILL LOVE HIM.
YOU'RE AN IDIOT, BUT I'VE MISSED YOU BAD.
WHERE'S MY PRESENT?
HEH.

i just realised i have awesome friends out of school.
of course the fact being i have hardly any friends in school.
let's see, there's DAPHY! IGGY! NANA! THER! BENNY! NICKY! MELSTER! UNCLE JEM! TERENCE! NAT! GUNA!
and shut up celestine. stop naming everyone.
you guys make me laugh, and make my day.
honestly, i love you all.
though of course, i can't name everyone i love.
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