There are so many thoughts in my head.

You have no idea how much I wish I photographed well.

I just need people's opinions on something.

I told Mrs. Martin at least 3 or 4 times that I wouldn't be in school Thursday or Friday, and she said all I would miss is a movie. Now, when I came back from vacation, I found out that she assgined the Prufrock Paper....Now, I wasn't there for class discussion, and I have some idea what the paper is ( Read more... )

Yeahh....so I'm here in last period speech and debate...which is a study now, I guess ( Read more... )

I burn letters that I write to you to make you love me.

Maybe something awful happened.

Like a powerful wind came and blew it away. 
Or there was a car crash. 
Or some big storm that knocked out all the power. 
Or it's still kinda sitting there.

Or maybe it was thrown out. 
On purpose. 
But not before they laughed at it.

Yeah, so this is what I get for seeking out what I fear.

If tomorrow never comes, 
I would want just one thing. 
I would tell it to the stars and the sun. 
I would write for the world to see.

And it's you. 
The light changes when you're in the room. 
Oh, it's you.
Oh, it's you.

If tomorrow never comes, 
I would have just one wish - 
to kiss your quiet mouth, 
to trace your steps with my fingertips.

And it's you. 
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Did that all just go down? Like seriously?
It feels like I'm waking up from this wonderful dream, and it feels so real. 
Because this time it is real.

Gah. I'm scared. And officially crazy. 
But I'm proud because I actually did something. 
I can't desribe any consequence because there are SO many,
but I'm glad that action was taken.

Thanks y'all who ( Read more... )

People have this annoying habit of letting me down.

[It's not fate. It's a choice.]

Oh, what I wouldn't do.

I'm sorry, but I have to say it.

You are such a BITCH.

Why am I the only one who can see this?!?!
And why is everyone else simply in love with you?
And why do you get all the things you don't deserve?!

But no, I'm not going to stoop down to your skanky-slut lying level. 
This entry may be childish, I agree. But after this, I'm just going to be the ( Read more... )