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Sunday, March 16, 2008
2:04 PM
i went out with the girlfriend
girl friend/
girlfriend
u know how it is
when u were all kiddish
and you'l go write
"o! that is my girl-(space)-friend
cos im not lesbian
we'r not girlfriends
so, iv gotta emphasise on the fact that its with a space"
so yea.
we were at the esplanade
the place brought back swt memories
you in your striped polo
me in my white satin
and the soft you planted with the fireworks in the backgrnd
so alright
gf n i were sittin by the river
catchin up on stuff
and amidst the crowd
we noticed a black wallet that dropped off a guy's backpocket
it landed right in front of this girl
and she returned it to the security ppl
if only i had a johnny-on-the-spot who'd return my hp
instead of stealing it
o wells,
iv cursed tt person
for his/her p. part to decompose
heh! thats how mean i am
who ask him/her!!!?!?!?!
to be returned to its rightful owner
im doing the right thing
Labels: the girl i lov
