you are the wind beneath my bra

Thursday, August 25, 2005

oh! shit

sometimes i think my life is good as i wish but it's not i always ask for god to give me the right one for me bue everytime i feel like this god will send the wrong one to me like some day a go a black man suddenly said he likes me and call me for 14 times in a day and yes he just met me once i have to call the police right?