December 2008
16 posts
twentytwo
ugh.
i wish we could talk more.. my phone kinda died earlier.
then my mom was bitching at me to do biology.
i really want to see you.
all i need for christmas this year is you.
better wear a bow or two.
twentyone.
2 more classes.
unless you count the biology final.
but those are always easy.
so the rest of the day includes..
pyschologist-lame.
christmas shopping-lame.
dinner with mom- lame.
hair- that’s pretty neat.
everynight i wish you were here.
twenty.
this weekend was splendiferous.
escapades with jacob and kiana.
healing naxx with guild- farming epics.
Gaslight theatre with jake- awesome christmas show. the car ride home was probably the funnest part. Singing our own versions of christmas carols, and annoying my mom.
just one thing missing.
this amazing, funny, cute, incredible girl named brianna.
tomorrow’s too far away.
...
nineteen.
There’s this feeling in my stomach.
i think it keeps me warm.
i wasn’t cold at all tonight.
jacob and kiana are really quite wonderful.
it’s fantastic to be away from the house.
stomach twisting with life
i’ve got quite the sweettooth for adventure
and smug with the taste.
eighteen.
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i hope i can go to either.. mall or jacob’s tonight.
if not it’l be a lame night of playing warcraft.
and i feel lame about that.
seventeen.
friday.
that’s nice.
sixteen.
postal service always brightens my day.
these block days are killing me.
i can’t wait to be done.
and have a nose peircing.
fifteen.
one, i’m 16 and should be able to get a piercing.
two, a nose piercing is hardly noticeable and if i take it out, you couldn’t even see the hole.
three, i could have my septum or smiley pierced without her knowing- and i will if i can’t have a simple nose stud.
four, my nose is ugly anyways.
so comon.
fourteen
“I’ll get ungrounded. And my parents will love you again. All it takes is time. and in this shithole town, we have plenty of it.”
i love this girl more than words can describe.
=]
i went an played basketball with tommy earlier.
an i made 2 out of like 30.
also- fuck skating.
twelve
when i met you right away i knew you would never ever ever hurt me and the road’s still long but you come along and you hold my hand and you understand when i look at you i can’t believe it’s true you’re all i ever dreamed of and you love me and you love me, and you love me
bye sunday.
i really do not want to go to school tomorrow.
no thnx.
goodnight.
eleven
sundays are always long.
harry potter 5, biology test.
the worst part is the awful stench coming from the kitchen.
peanut brittle is just nasty.
/throwup
delores you’re a bitch.
ten
our hearts beat as one they can take our freedom they can take our cigarettes they can take our headphones but our love is without limit our love is a song and our hearts beat as one.
passion remains
without risk, what’s the fun.
we’re 16.
like fuck.
mature is the right word, just the 1st that comes to mind.
and who’s to say we’re not as mature as a 18 year old.
...
nine
We Drink the colors from the sky. We inhale the sun, we exhale its light. Infatuation feels your lungs, open your eyes swallow the sun. The death of a day, the birth of a night.
make every second count.
anyone realize how fucking hard that is to do?
lost in your eyes i feel alive.
lost in the sheets we live.
i can’t wait to watch you burn =]
eight
shit.
after one month of me doing everything- homework, school shit, biolgy, chores-
i still don’t have any freedom.
an she still gives me shit for every single thing.
she made me go to a phsycologist today.
waste of time, and money.
so i was kinda pissed that she made me go to that.
then she didn’t let me go to band practice.
even if i did my biology shit 1st- which...
seven
HEY.
you meet ME in montauk.
band’s 1st crappy live recording.