So I wont use this anymore.

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Last night at a party Chloe and I got offered by two unknown boys, both fourth-years, to drive to New Mexico for the night ( Read more... )

It's getting really hard.

I'm so filled with love right about now.
Tonight I looked halfway across the street and I said:
Hey, stop walking so loud.

Letters to a Young Poet is saving my life, all the while, everyone else is crumpling around me.
When I move to the city... when I move to the city.

Summer has proved to be only full of restlessness and wanderlust.

WHO HAS THE TIME TO SAY ANYTHING ANYMORE?

Last day of High School nonsense. Not last day of nostalgia ( Read more... )

As it should happen, I should be excused from all work except writing and coming home. I should report back to the school on my progress in saving my boyfriend's mind, body, and spirit. I only deal with the mind, body, and spirit. There should be nothing else for me right now other than my reading, the weather warming up, and staying up late, where ( Read more... )

trying to come back from the dead.

driving to tuscaloosa for a one night party in a tornado to only get there and make enough of a fool of myself so that the next day as im trying to hold a national honor society meeting, i roll up my sleeve and the entire group sees me have not only a vagina on my arm, also the words I heart Wet Pussy ( Read more... )