zipped my lip in my zipper yesterday.

broken.

screw this. i have the most horrible habit of writing out exactly how i feel then erasing it all because i dont want to admit to myself that its the truth.

but we lost ourselves.

there's nothing like seeing that same familiar face that brings all the memories of the GOOD times and even the bad that can bring a girl down so low that the pain and hurt consumes the whole of you..

got home this morning at like 3 from trying to wake chris up for like an hour ( Read more... )

look how they shine for you..

you know i love you so..

i forget what has happened since ever..

lol

last night had work got off around 12 then brently and i drove around vee ay bee see ach to find a seven 11 worthy of our hotdog desires.

that was awesome fun. met his friend eric who he told that we were engaged.

i dropped my hotdog.

i wanted cookies.

oh yea and when we went on break i got the ( Read more... )

rain is only fun if you're sopping wet.

and thats when everything changed..

the alphabet according to chris hall.

a is for angela

b is for butt

c is for christopher

d is for donut

e is for extravagant

f is for fine

g is for good

h is for hunk

i is for intense

j is for jumping

k is for kart wheels or kissing

l is for lemons

m is for melons

n is for nerds

o is for octopus

p is for polite

q is for quiet

r is for radiant

s is ( Read more... )