"Someday falling in love with you
Holding your hand
Making our plans all come true
Someday under a sky so blue
I’ll give you my heart
Our story will start
Someday soon
Yeah I’ll be telling you I love you
On a picture perfect day
And those words inside my head
They sound like angels singing praise
It’s what I was made to say"
I love you.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
GAHAAHAHAHAH
so frustrated.
still.
and now i'm worried.
and it's bottling up.
i feel like screaming and crying.
not like it would make anything better, really.
I just need a release.
still.
and now i'm worried.
and it's bottling up.
i feel like screaming and crying.
not like it would make anything better, really.
I just need a release.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.
Please.
I don't know why I am posting a blog.
I really don't have anything to say.
Maybe I just want to feel that rush of my fingers on a keyboard, or have the sound of the tapping drown out my thoughts as I fall victim to the drone of staring into the computer screen, letting the trance engulf my very being.
Or maybe I just wanted to be dramatic for a second there. It seemed to work out.. well?
Some random facts:
I want a pomegranate.
I would like to dance.
I'm worried about you still.
I enjoy your company.
And your family's.
I've been waiting, all there is left to do is run.
I don't know why I am posting a blog.
I really don't have anything to say.
Maybe I just want to feel that rush of my fingers on a keyboard, or have the sound of the tapping drown out my thoughts as I fall victim to the drone of staring into the computer screen, letting the trance engulf my very being.
Or maybe I just wanted to be dramatic for a second there. It seemed to work out.. well?
Some random facts:
I want a pomegranate.
I would like to dance.
I'm worried about you still.
I enjoy your company.
And your family's.
I've been waiting, all there is left to do is run.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
LAST DAY OF FIFTEEN<3
Bye-bye fifteen.
I don't think that being sixteen when I wake up will make too much of a difference, but it seems like a good enough chance to have a mental clean slate. I'm.. cheery, I suppose is a good word for it. Hopefully, I'm saying a complete goodbye to the awkward stage after this, but most likely not. It is okay, though. The awkward, yet funny, moments in my life are among the most cherished. Also, for the record, my mom was going to allow me to miss school tomorrow, but I am going of my own accord. Even though I will have to sit through Hale, Spanish, Alg2Trig, and Chemistry, somehow it is worth it.
Secondly, I feel the need to say I will always be proud of you. No matter how you mess up. Whether it's in soccer or in life. Because I love you, and I am proud to call you mine.
Hello sixteen.
I don't think that being sixteen when I wake up will make too much of a difference, but it seems like a good enough chance to have a mental clean slate. I'm.. cheery, I suppose is a good word for it. Hopefully, I'm saying a complete goodbye to the awkward stage after this, but most likely not. It is okay, though. The awkward, yet funny, moments in my life are among the most cherished. Also, for the record, my mom was going to allow me to miss school tomorrow, but I am going of my own accord. Even though I will have to sit through Hale, Spanish, Alg2Trig, and Chemistry, somehow it is worth it.
Secondly, I feel the need to say I will always be proud of you. No matter how you mess up. Whether it's in soccer or in life. Because I love you, and I am proud to call you mine.
Hello sixteen.
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