i almost give up.

i cannot wait to go home.

but it seems so far away.

one final.
8.45 tomorrow

packing
17h tomorrow

one bogus ass research paper.
due thursday, but that is when I leave… so wednesday?

oh, yeah.

i am kind of profane now.

my mother laughs at me.

home late thursday night.

see you soon… if you so desire.

After a full school year of this explanation… last night I was officially pissed off ( Read more... )

Where the hell did being good ever get anyone? I wanna be bad. And revel in its power which is yet unknown to me ( Read more... )

You Are Snow White!

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my formal was much better than his.

things are much better.

*Love is…
reconciliation.

i do believe that I am falling for that boy.

:-D

*Love is…
showing up unexpectedly.

Ps.
The 9 = one month, officially.

much better.

|exhale|

*Love is…
time alone.

don't lie to me.

don't try to lie to me.

just don't.

i will *always* take it personally.

*Love is…
honesty.

and carolyn did not fucking come.

her father just told her that she was so she/we'd stop asking.

No. I am not alright.
And if you think I may be mad at you… stay away for a bit.
please.

FUCK

is all I have to say to most things right now.

fuckety fuck fuck fuck

*Love is…
wanting to go Home.