Posts Tagged ‘:D’
lyrical lies –cute is what we aim for.
i’m happy to say, this post is going straight from windows live writer to wordpress, and windows live won’t get this one.
but anyway, yesterday i went out to town with anthony, jay, and jay’s sister again. [...]
today i stepped on roadkill. and that wasn’t the best part of my day. because well, that wasn’t really great at all, but it was funny enough to be great. chilled with [...]
today, i held my plans with anthony, and went to his house.
so, we went up to his room, door opened because we were told not to close it, and tried to watch harry potter together. for awhile it was me, anthony, and his four year old brother.
me and anthony naturally started to cuddle, and his [...]
[jasey rae -all time low]
so, no, i didn’t get out of the house.
well i did,
i went back to the nursery [plant nursery] to hand in my application.
THEY’RE CALLING ME ON MONDAY!
i can’t wait.
i’ve wanted this job for a while,
and now i have the chance to get it.
we’ll see how it goes(:
now time to get all [...]
but it’s a feeling i can learn to live with.
repeat -minor constellations
so, the first day of spring break,
lame.
i think i’m sick, again.
i mean the last time i was sick was like, two months ago.
but i very very very rarely get sick,
so for me to be sick within two months of each other is odd.
i’ve had [...]
todayyy, i went to school.
stayed after with kate for gym make-ups.
dan was there.
we exchanged a few words,
many looks.
we walked to henry in band,
he looked hot with that tuba. ;D
we talked to henry before the buses came to pick us up to bring us home,
late buses, i was driven home though.
it was nice.
we chatted, i put [...]
tell me, how long could you hang on to a word?
i’m not the one that you want, i’ll only let you down. and i’m pretty sure that you’ve caught on. and you can say that ‘oh, i’m just feeling sorry for myself’
or maybe it’s all eyes on him, in love with ego and intention, the [...]
so yesterday, i was on my way to catie’s house.
but first, i wanted to stop at the library to get a book i was looking at a few days ago.
[which i didn't even end up finding; just my luck right there.]
so we, meaning me and mother, stopped and went.
that was, a big mistake.
i walked in,
looked [...]
my chicken scratch handwriting from today’s algebra class,
[which i spent sleeping, and then woke up in time to take gay notes]
is illegible.
i don’t know how to do this homework,
because i don’t know how to do this shit.
and my notes,
the ones i managed to take,
are just lines on paper.
weird, they looked good when i wrote them [...]
there’s no “i” in team, no “me” in us, no “you” in we. i’ll write down letters inside letters but i can’t let her see. pass them forward with a foreword, they won’t mean a thing.
treasure torn out paper from the corner of a page. measure worn out epigrams for signs of change with age. [...]
