". . . since we first met, It was a night I will never forget, Cause you were so beautiful, As you gazed into my eyes Truly thought you would be mine for all times You were so beautiful, But come august, You're moving on. . . Let's take a drive with the windows down... Come august, you'll be gone...."
So, yeah, I'm still not entirely sure what's going on. . . I just know that the past few nights have been real good, but bad in one aspect. No, I'm not going to share. . . Just know that I'm happy.
And it is. I am finally legal. I did buy ciggarettes and cigars. I did not buy porn. (yet) I have not yet gone to a nightclub. I have yet to buy a lottery ticket.
Ok, so, again, it's been a long while. A lot's been going on. I can't stay long. I have things to do for the musical. It's Sweeney Tood. It's gonna be sweet action! Gotta go. ~Kristie
I'm sorry. I know you still aren't okay with it. Why do you hide it? And I don't like it much when you call me kid. I am yonger than you, but you make me feel like a child when you call me kid. I do still love you, and I'm sorry.