Happiness is just for sentimental fools.
Start fresh? Right. We're all stuck in this pit of despair once again. Kudos my friends. Wake me up when uve found the stairs back to the real world.
Mountains were probably Molehills. Big problems evolved from tiny dillemas. Too much drama makes me nauseous. Push it aside Darling. Buat Tak Tau Saja.
Lizzy Bee is coming home. Fizzy Cola will b having a 3 week rendezvous with her lovefool. Shizzle McCreepy will sunbathe in Bali. Shizzle wants to run away. FAR FAR AWAY.
Sydneysiders are TIIIIIIIIGGGHHHHTTTTT. Right. Ive found proof that we're not. Nite.