i'll be all right when my hands get warm...ignoring the phone..i'd rather say nothing..i'd rather you never heard my voice...you're calling too late...you do not warrant long goodbyes.
stop wanting me so badly....haha jerk have fun at dash and call me so i can hear this song.
holy crap foreste get over yourself...you're worse than giacomo having a blond girl within a 10 foot radius.
dan dan you can't hide your affections...your sister read your diary and told me.
in this diary...i write..visions of my summer...(not your sister)..it was the best i ever had...
yo i don't have a diary. i just have memories. of waking up at 3AM. nekid. in a bush. with a lot of beer bottles. i don't know how that happened.
i didn't do it...i promise.
why should i believe that, do you think??
cus i promised.
of course. i don't know why i didn't realize that sooner.