addicted to
i'm not here to win
i'm here to leave a legacy
pre-eoy stress
it's the passion that drives you
endorphins
pain
exhaustion
chasing this insane dream
perfection
tagboard ;
guestbook
she loves me, she loves me not.
she loves me, she loves me not.
she loves me, she loves me not.
she loves me, she loves me not.
and the best part is that they're repetitive! AHAHA. okay i'm high on t.A.T.u. and no, i didn't get a tattoo.
i had a terrible nightmare! i dreamt nightmared that i atea buffet for supper!!!! and i ate A LOT. then i felt so terrible and i couldn't get the food out! of my mouth and all. i was so full! and i was also a fool. omg that feeling was terrible! when i woke up i felt so relieved man.
had bike training today. as usual, my butt felt like it was on fire at times, on a bed of needles at times, and worst of all, like it was non-existent other times. hurhurhur. i was so slow! sheeeeet. nevermind.
time to get back to muggermania! eat flab and die!