Time shares an apartment with my sister Yolanda. They had a fight over Dawson's Creek and now the shattered glass covers the floor of the now, quiet room. Joey will just have to date someone else this week. It's sad though cause Time would have won if Yolanda hadn't guess that Pasey's ex- teacher/lover would return. She had the upperhand. I think she is dealing with insider information. Who would have know? A good girl like her. What a shame that is.
I see the fury. The anger glows and emanates. Calm down before you burst an artery. I will always remain, for things will never be resolved. The wound bleeds on. Fired I am, living off of life and nothing but water. Delusion has set in. My gut has become torn and destroyed. Tiredness has set in. I struggle to battle Sleep time. My flare is there and now. Pronounced properly with an accent color. Dreams raped by hooded heroes of the night. And no one cares anyway. I've been lied to. Remember to give thanks.
Ask Dear Chloe for anger support. Reely big lies cover the campus. As do
fliers for Psy 210 experiments. Uncounted specimens started the greenhouse
fire. Under Moffet lies the biggest secret of all... The all night, teacher
disco club, complete with caged go-go dancers. I'm not wanted back. I lean
on my bad arm and curse the pain of eating. Meals kill, as does words. Some
support for the students please? Maybe if they cared. Voice your opinion and
show some concern. If you don't care, (obvious by those who don't read this
column) then to hell with all of you!