oh god, you say all the right things.

EDIT:
i love my friends, they help me so much.

worries spread like a poison through the veins.

how come i feel like crying?

tears of joy.

ok homecoming.

= me being an idiot, or at least dancing like one.
= brandon being a silly boy
= taking pictures. grrr
= chinneesseee.
= good times, good times.
= semi after partay.
= lots of things that made me smile.

tomorrow? homework day. what a bummer.

so kiss me like you did my heart stopped ( Read more... )

oh my lord.
get ready to be amazed by my non-dancing talents.

i couldnt help but stare while the fire light licked your face,
engulfing you in a rapturous wave of warmth
like the warmth of the lavished blankets on my bed
like a loving hug from a lover (im guessing)
like the feeling in my stomach saying oh my lord, whats going on?

sometimes i feel so naive

brandon drives me crazy crazy crazy

<3<3<3

my stomache hurts and i feel like such a teenage girl.

oh such a teenage girl.

this boy makes me happy.