i had a date tonight.

he says, "when you say love isnt definable, you're copping out." & while my eyes were more about "you dont give me a reason not to," i decided to go with, "i chose you over cigarettes." & he's beautiful when he laughs because he knows i'm serious ( Read more... )

i'm not back, not yet. i just dont think its fair that he wants me to define love when he wont tell me what a poet is.

i hope noone thought this would last.

ask me if you want the new diary.

♥

i swear i'd love you if you'd be real again.

i hate the way he says, "imagine if we got married."

& i hate the fact that i care.

so, i went to a show. & talked to a girl-pants-wearing-boy from my drivers ed class. & he gave me a coupon for a free oil change, & it was all folded up. & he was like, "open it!" & it was cute.

& i got molested by a lot of people. it was fun.

so the moral of the story is, i like getting molested, & boys that wear girl pants = good.

dear idiot,

you make everything worse.

xoxo.

me

i've realized i'll never be happy with someone who accepts my faults.

you should love me for them. not put up with them.

i've got two tickets to something like silence baby, come with me friday, dont say maybe.
i'm just a show addicted kid baby, like you.

thats because i'm a dork. & because i wish inviting him to a show could be as easy as inserting the right details into a wheatus song.