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expectant .

Michael Edwards
January15 1992
St Gabs Soccer:08

whispery .


past .

February 2008
March 2008

adieu .

Aaron.
Alyssa.
Clarissa.
Danial.
Elaine.
Justin.
Valerie.
Friendster.


thanks .

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Sunday, February 10, 2008
Foooyoh!
10:45 PM

TODAY WAS A BLAST! :D
thanks everyone!


stupid cops! got into a shit the day before yesterday. =/
dont want to elaborate on it though. fuck.



& you know that its so cliché
To tell you that everyday,
I spend with you is the new best day of my life.
& everyone watching us,just turns away with disgust.
This jealously they can see, that we've got it going on
I'm rackin' my brain for a new improved way.
To let you know you're more to me than what I know how to say,
You're ok with the way this is going to be.
Cause this is going to be the best thing we've ever seen.
If anyone could make me a better person, you could
All I gotta say is I must have done something good.
You came along one day and you rearranged my life.
All I gotta say is I must have done something right.