Friday, October 30, 2009

School sucks. It should die.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

I made a voodoo doll tonight. I stuck a bullet into his head. I'm not really sure why i did it though....

Thursday, October 15, 2009

"Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn’t.

I want someone who won’t care that I’m incapable of sitting still for more than fifteen minutes, that I can’t grasp the concept of cleaning, and that I refuse to be ‘lady-like’. Someone who can understand that half the decisions that I make are the ones that I regret, and that sometimes I overreact. I want someone who knows me in and out, but would still do absolutely anything to make sure that I’m theirs.

American Soldier Part 2

You are exactly 4 years, 8 months, and 10 days older than me.

Because I am under the age of 18, and still considered a minor, any relationship between us is considered illegal.

Yet you are still talking to me, still flirting, still saying you love me.

You are risking so much just to be with me.

Yet I am risking close to nothing.

I still talk to you, I still flirt, and I still tell you I love you.

I tell you often how you have stolen my heart, how you have my heart racing, how everytime I even think about you I get butterflies in my stomach. You have my mind going in circles with all the thoughts I am having of you, every second of every day.

In such a short time, you have done so much to me. I know that what I want is wrong, but I can’t help it. I can’t control my emotions. You are taking complete control over me.

Odd thing is, I’m loving every second of it.


Why do you have to grow up?

We grow up and get older. But with that age comes drama.

You never see little kids fighting over stupid stuff like teenagers do. Why can’t life be like it was when we were little?

I guess I just really don’t want to grow up because I’m scared of the drama that is inevitably involved with it.

Give me your thoughts on this.

Are you scared of growing up because of the drama?

I swear...

I am never letting my mom near my ears again. She stabbed me in the ear with a Q-tip!! It hurt. Told her I would blog about it.