Posts Tagged ‘mhm’
"i’m selfish as selfish comes.
teasing to please; cute is what we aim for.
one week. today is our one week anniversary. last week he asked me out in the park on the grass, in a [...]
please don’t think that this was easy. konstantine –something corporate.
so yesterday i went to the mall with kate to pick out a dress for greg’s junior prom. we found one, and left like ten minutes before the mall closed at nine thirty. we were there for at least two and [...]
especially with stuff like this. rob said i would do it again. i would say i like him, and then not like him anymore. it’s weird, how much i defended it, how much i begged and pleaded and told him i [...]
don’t you just love the desire taking hold of you? i can tell you do. i know all your favorite spots, and tonight we will connect the dots. connect the dots –the spill canvas
so, i was thinking about a poem we had to do in english class last year. a [...]
today, i went somewhere with my family.
I DO HAVE PICTURES!
but my computer is being gay and won’t put anything on,
or read any usb things,
so. the pictures will sadly have to wait.
i know, i’m pissed.
alright.
now, i’ve worked so hard to keep my location a nothing in this blog.
but it just won’t be my blog without today.
today, [...]
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 [...]
i’ve been thinking a lot lately.
sadly, a lot of it has been guy wise.
but hey, i’m a fifteen year old girl,
it’s normal.
so, let’s just start off with rob.
i want to think he’s a good guy,
with annoying ass friends,
and an annoying pissy attitude caused by his being an only child,
but i really don’t think that’s the [...]
rivers and walk them, oceans to drown in, you won’t make a sound in.
ruthless -something corporate
alright, so i did go out on friday, and i did chill with catie all weekend.
it was fun(:
friday night, catie’s mom, sarah [namepage] called and told me to get out of bed,
stop being disappointed,
get the dried tears off my [...]
it’s nauseating and i’m sick of waiting, for all these pointless calls to go through.
but no, i’m not a skeptic anymore. at last i see what all of this ridiculous hard work is for. the moisture in the air is begging for release, and the memory of your stare is raining down on me.
hypothetically if you [...]
