I don't usually cuss that much... I was just angry that day because i had gotten suspended from school. =/
Short poems I wrote in fourth grade for a project..
antibiotics 2003-07-20 - 12:58 a.m. (from spanish class last weekend)
I find that through the ejucation system, in the merit of getting through, without too much ado, taking notes sees the hope.
To all the fuckers that fucked with me in the past
Those were the days! These days otherwise? Wonder the days to come!
This poem goes out to 'My Sister's Teacher Ms. Korte and Mr. Welch & Other Teachers".
