Last night was probably one of the most fun nights of my life ( Read more... )

This weekend was sub-par ( Read more... )

It's hard to say just how I feel. Maybe things between us can repair themselves. It's hard to be who be who I need to be. With you it's a little easier. This shouldn't be happening, not to me, and it sounds unfair, but maybe it'll work. It pulls at the threads of my relationships, but if it all works out, than it was worth everything.

They turn the lights down low ( Read more... )

Hello ( Read more... )

Football games remind me how much I dislike Westbrook.
I really can honestly say it is the most ridiculous waste of time ever.
I really am tired of waiting for things to happen in my life.
If I dont come to school, assume the worst.

It seems to be a reoccurring theme in my life as of late. I keep finding myself asking the same question, "I wonder what's next?" I am not it the best of moods lately either. For some unknown reason I am very upset. It just seems like the vigor I once had for the everyday challenges has passed. I feel lethargic, and stupid, which leads me to ( Read more... )

If I could capture the night in a color, and channel memories through the stroke of the brush, and hang it in the star for all to see. I'd name it something simple, yet beautiful, "Phoebe."

Last Night was Extraordinary

I always new Lance was the eternal Haiku master....

Oh and if you can read this, I love you.

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