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No school yey.
> back in my early school days i would have went to sleep early like a
> good boy.
>
> Although towards the end of my school days i would have watched the
> film, spent the rest of the night playing CM.
>
> Bunk off school and invite my m8s round for a bash at wrestlemania
> 2000 on the n64.
>
> those were the days...
Its impossible to bunk off school where i go......they know who you r....
> spent the rest of the night playing with CM.
*Zips up trousers*
Same time tomorrow.
Although towards the end of my school days i would have watched the film, spent the rest of the night playing CM.
Bunk off school and invite my m8s round for a bash at wrestlemania 2000 on the n64.
those were the days...
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooo .....
> RoJ wrote:
> Thats a capital J on the end!! - 5 brownie points! And come see me
> after class!
>
> I'm not incorrect, your name is.
GROW UP EVERYONE
im right your wrong..
nah nikkie nah nah
Grrr its too late for this intollerable nonsense..play nice
> Thats a capital J on the end!! - 5 brownie points! And come see me
> after class!
I'm not incorrect, your name is.
Reach the ends for you
Burn a hole right through
Talking, we keep talking
Filling empty space
In this lonley frame
As the image fades in to one
Today it all feels fine
A sense of freedom fills your mind
Can't think about tomorrow
Just breathe the air inside
And bring on back that lonely smile
Can't think about tomorrow
Twisting, constricted
On the edge for you
You know I’d jump right through
Falling, we keep stalling
I can see the ground
Someplace new to land
As the image fades into one
Today it all feels fine
A sense of freedom fills your mind
Can't think about tomorrow
Just breathe the air inside
And bring on back that lonely smile
Can't think about tomorrow
Because you, feel yourself
Fall apart again
You hold your face inside your aching hands
The angels tears come flooding down again
Bring us back again
Yearning, returning
To this empty street
As the city sleeps
Tearing, despairing
As the day comes in
As the morning sings
As the image fades into one
Today it all feels fine
A sense of freedom fills your mind
Can't think about tomorrow
Just breathe the air inside
And bring on back that lonely smile
Can't think about tomorrow
Today it all feels fine
A sense of freedom fills your mind
Can't think about tomorrow
Today it all feels fine
A sense of freedom fills your mind
Can't think about tomorrow