October 2011
18 posts
pretty sad
when your 16 and want to turn into a book-freak. i wish i enjoyed reading more.. D:
GREATEST.DAY.EVERRRR.
hahahahaha, you know that feeling of just running up to someone, slapping them in the face and screaming “IN YOUR FACE!”? yeah well i wanted to do that soooo bad. hahaha. oh man. don’t even know how to explain it. sadly, i didn’t witness it- i miss all the exciting things. :o but anyways, i love seeing people that hurt me get hurt the same way they hurt me in the first...
english
GAH. so tired of teachers being totally different graders -____- what one teacher loves, another one hates. what one encourages, another discourages. sooo lame. haha oh well. i still have an A. ;D
:D
i really really really really rrrreeeeeaaaallllllllllyyyyy want a kitten.
what happened...?
reading all our past emails.. big mistake. fml -____-
NOPE.
and if i had the chance to renew, you know there isn’t a thing i wouldn’t do. i could get back on the right track, but if only you’d be convinced, so until then..
if you ask me, how i’m doing, i would say i’m doing just fine.
i would lie and say that you’re not on my mind.
but i go out, and i sit down, at a table set for two, and finally i’m forced to...
“Damn, damn girl you do it well”
– & i thought you were innocent.
someday...
i’ll learn.
i’ll learn to be a smart girl.
i’ll learn that some people will never learn.
i’ll learn that high school sweethearts don’t last forever.
i’ll learn that i’m not that girl.
i’ll learn that you’re not that guy.
i’ll learn that you and i are through.
i’ll learn that i deserve so much better.
i’ll learn that a...
i've made up my mind.
well, Francois de La Rochefoucauld, if you are indeed correct, i love a lot. i don’t just love everyone a lot, though.. i love HIM a lot. but i can’t stand him? i want him. but i think he has the ugliest soul? i think he’s beautiful. but i laugh when i see him in pain? i want him to hug me. but i don’t want people to see me with him? that sounds mean.. but it’s not...
“One forgives to the degree that one loves.”
– Francois de La Rochefoucauld 