"If sweet death should ever conquer me, let me know, boys, let me know. If you hear him coming, won't you let me flee? Let me go, boys, let me go."

Monday, March 8, 2010

Meyoosick.

I have much music I want. My parents turned off the credit card connected to the iTunes. They're helping my brother with his homework right now. I asked them if they would help me, but they ignored my request. It's so much fun living in a house siblings that have learning disabilities. It really kind of sucks, actually. But there goes me being selfish. Grades trump music.

See ya,
Nova.

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