i keep almost writing stuff in this foolish thing and talking myself out of it.

some things are best kept private they say.

live journal doesn't make you feel better.

i dont know what to do with this thing anymore.

Kiss me baby on the curb
Throw your arms around my waist
Send me off with your sweet words
Say a little prayer
Show a little faith
These boots are broken in
From always leaving you
This road takes lots of turns
Each one leads back to you

If you’re here when I get back
Will you open up the door
If you’re here when I get back
Will you pull me to the ( Read more... )

My new favorite thing is to drive around town playing the "Jesus Christ Superstar" soundtrack really loudly in my care. I have two reasons for doing this.

1.) It is my favorite musical.

2.) People in other cars think I am badass and listening to heavy metal, or other types of hard rock.

Yeah. Showtunes that know how to rock are MY anti-drug.

I will be home to Brunswick on May 11 ( Read more... )

I just had an epiphany:

High School is a lot like getting pulled over for a DUI. It's not that you were too drunk. And it's not that you were going too fast. But you were too drunk to be going that fast.

i never thought i would be one of those people who actually looked forward to "casual friday". it looks like i grew up.

shit.

haha. just kiddnig. but this job is actually pretty fun. especially when i do things like this while on the clock because sandy ran out of things for me to do. and so i wait.

Your 2005 Song Is
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mayas middle school director cast ( Read more... )

so im at my aunts house and i am so frighteningly bored that i am updating this journal for no particular reason ( Read more... )