ow
my stomach is down to my toes
but the room is spinning so fast
i can hardly catch my breath

this is my entry.
end.

by the way
i hate my school
and just about everything else in the world.
check out my deadjournal for a better entry.
textbooklove.

oh man.
random breasts.
oh what a night.
and i thought it wouldn't be an interesting evening?

ohhhhhhh....
you're so pretty in this light.
let me hold your hand
and ignore the fact
that you're only my imagination.

if you find yourself here on my side of town
i'd pray that you'd come to my door
you talk to me like you don't know what we ever fought about
cause i don't remember anymore
i just know that she warms my heart
and knows what all my imperfections are
and she said that i was the brightest little firefly in her jar

copeland, firefly

this journal blows
but fuck. the background makes me moist.

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