May I just lament that I am bored. And bored. And bored. And I'm in this fucking computer lab and I am BORED. I've exhausted myspace and abh and doubleo and well I'm running out of things to say ( Read more... )

I think I just cried.

I shouldn't be typing this. I should really be doing my homework ( Read more... )

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I have butterflies. And they're not in my garden. Twisting and turning they pale my stomach and impale my senses. I can't do this. I can't tell these strangers about THAT. I need reassurance because my legs are bouncing and I'm smelling something burning and I believe its my cheeks. I will begin the descent into blushing as I trip stumble across ( Read more... )

I miss the warmth of summer. But i can find it in your arms. I want the heat of burning suns. But its as close as your kisses ( Read more... )

happy. that's really about it. i have to go to starbucks but i wanna smoke. so im quitting the computer and lighting up.
kiss kiss i have a car soon! its coming home to momma!

I really have no idea why im in this pissy little mood right now ( Read more... )

Spinning chair hooray!! I am a wiggly little puppy right now. Happy? Kinda. There's a warmth spreading across my chest, radiating from that pulsating core called my heart. It grows three sizes today, breaking the frame used to view it. Grinch? Winch? Bitch? Not so any more ( Read more... )

My leg is bouncy ( Read more... )