Oh if my voice could reach back through the past, I'd whisper in your ear, Oh darling I wish you were here.

Monday, 4 January 2010

get me out of here.

get me out of this shithole now!
this is not a school i attend it's a military camp
what with no make up and strict uniform
i never realised how much i could miss my bed
or later nights and waking up in the afternoon
please could we have another month off?
i'm not ready for all these hideous lessons yet.

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