♥ K a r i n a ♥ Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Confused, confused, confused. Why is it that at some point of your life, you feel confuse over so many things. People claimed that they know what you want but it always ended up being likewise. Being nice doesn't mean anything. I treat everyone equally if you ask for my help or somebody to listen to. I get misunderstood often
I'm unpredictable, Yes I know.