Well so far Christmas has been good. I loved all the gifts I got. I didn’t have the money to buy my dad a gift till yesterday so hes going to get it late.I feel really bad for all the soldiers that have to spend the holidays away from home.So Merry Christmas and hope you get home soon to spend sometime with your family’s.
But I guess they didn’t know that I think about that often and Ive thought of how I’d do it. Ive made a list in my head.The list consists of how’d I’d do it and everything be on that. Like the letters I’d write to people about how much I love and care about them, telling them that their was no way to stop me from doing this. Because I was ready to go.But the thing is I’m too much of a pussy to ever do such a thing.I know how much it hurts people and how selfish it is. So the next time you tell someone to go kill them selves think just think maybe they just want a reason to do it.
So I got to get out of school today to go to Matc and take a test to see where Im at in math an reading. I suck at mathhhhh But I guess I did good enough to get in to the school.
I love my shirt Ive had it since 8th grade. I wore it at my first concert. Its full of holes and covered in bleach probably from bleaching my hair but I don’t care. I love this shirt I won’t ever throw it away
Hes fucking adorable just so happens hes a million miles away being a solider.
But I really like him and i want to see him. But Ive never met him in person. so Idk maybe this isn’t such a great Idea to go alllll the way up north to see him but I don’t really want to change my plans. Im just super nervous now aha
“I need somebody,somebody crazy enough to tell I will love you til we are ,we are buried are bodies bury closed together in the cemetery weather, in the cemetery weather”
and you’re all like
you all happy and shit , thinking you gone be the first to comment
click on the picture to see another bitch beat you to it !
her comment says ” aww babe you look cute ” now you like
now you facebook stalking , waiting to see what he/she gone say back
you click refresh and they respond ” thank yu babe , i love you ” and now yu like
which turns into
then you just
FUCK LOVE !
damn I know the feeling….sucks!
Just ‘FUCK LOVE’.
I’m not saying sex. I don’t need that. I’m saying staying up reading kindergarten books with you, not necessarily reading them, but reminiscing on how we used to love reading these over and over, especially the ones where you can feel the dog’s fur and the alligator’s scales. I’m saying playing card games and boardgames. Watching you make the most adorable faces at me and sticking your tongue out every time you win and saying psh, I just let you win every time I do. I’m saying making hand shadows on the wall. Laying a flash light on the floor and making our hand puppets pretend to eat each other. I’m saying popping a good CD or putting your ipod on the ihome while we just lay there drawing pictures with our fingers in the air. I’m saying finger food. Getting all the fruits, crackers, chips, and candy from the kitchen, blindfolding me, and telling me you’re going to feed me a strawberry and you put a lemon in my mouth. I’m saying looking at pictures. Going through albums of when we were babies and what our parents looked like in high school. I’m saying star gazing. Opening the curtains and letting the moon be the only source of light in the room. Pointing out constellations and naming stars after one another. I’m saying prank calls. Laying down next to each other, on our stomachs, looking through yellow pages, and practising our British, Indian, or Asian accents before we dial the number. I’m saying just maxing. Snuggling next to each other, letting our bodies touch as if we’re about to dance the tango. Our chests are glued to one another and our arms and legs are interlaced. I’m not saying sex. I don’t need that.
