check out this number put together by mariah and nelly.
awesome shite.

and so today marks the end of my rather short-lived tutoring the two sisters.
they gave me letters before i left then
i cant seem to bring myself to read them.
yet.

and isnt it funny why your tongue always seem to hold itself back
despite your soul wanting to scream out loud

or maybe it's just me.

my tongue always seem to be in knots;
or rather seem to be in knots when i desperately want to say stuff.

so here goes:

to the seruling guy - you're a farking talented guy
to fyz - hello and hugs
to that guy at the steps - i think you're hot
to you - some things are better left unsaid and undone

#i never wanted something rational#