This summer is coming to a close
and i'm starting to figure out that i cannot live without you
i hope you're thinking of me, cuz all the stars above me sing your name
i'll never be the same again
so please don't forget to call me
just to let me know you're doing okay
miles away from me
this summer was the best i've ever had
i never want to see it end, so let's pretend
that we're never going back home again
just say those three words i know you're thinkin
i'm sick of wasting time on these formalities
please never leave my side
so please tell me darling
why you're so far away
when i need you beside me tonight
Another birthday alone
happy sweet sixteen hailey
Scratch that vlog idea
my mother lost my camera
fuckin' Kodak camera man.
are the names you have given me.
I wont argue your opinion. Everyone is entitled to their opinion. And I value honesty above everything.
I will not let that hurt me.
Because I know how naiive you are.
I'm sure everyone has been called that before. Maybe even by their bestfriend. Well ex bestfriend?
What bothers me, is the fact that I am called these things because I have grown apart, changed. I am not who I was in whole, thus I must be like everybody else.
And I think targeting failed relationships should be offlimits, it's kind of a hit below the belt.
SO. WE HAVE THIS HIGH POWERED FAN AT THE BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS
AND DESI AND I ARE SITTING IN FRONT OF IT
I pondered for a moment
leaned over
SPAT
AND IT FLEW BACK RIGHT INTO HER FACE
IT WAS FUCKING HILARIOUS
MADE.MY.LIFE.
HAHA
No explanation, no consultation, if you know, you know.
I suppose to some, my truth is a lie.
and their fantasy is reality.
I wont supress imagination.
But I wont succumb to who you want me to be
I wont grow up to be like you
you raise me
but you don't create ME.
I'ma make FOOD.
or just grab something that involves no effort.
No effort my ass.
it took me two whole minutes to get the chocolate pudding cup out of that cardboard contraption
SO I decided I want to do theese blogs
V STYLE
(get your heads out of the gutter children that's my place)
V style meaning video
vlogs.
but my "Mother"
stole my camera for her work.
yeah. MY. CAMERA.
I kicked things.
because she didn't ask.
so my mattress is not happy with it's kicking
ANYWAYS
I realize that around this time and later
I get very hyper and random
and I amuse myself so much
that i want to share it with other people
So I will.
Once I get my camera back
QUESTION:
WHAT SHOULD I NAME MY CAMERA?(my kodak not my Canon Rebel)
I was thinking Jim, but I know a Jim in his 40's who hit on me
so...no.
IDEAS!?
there is a breeze in my house i got five shivers my back is to the sliding door i don't want to move I'm scared
I MOVED
it's all good.
I am going to run to my room now.
night morning bloggers.
Yours is breaking, mine is skipping
You close your fist, I close my eyes
What you don't realize is this collaboration of repetition
You hurt, I hurt.
Your happiness is my joy
Your anger fuels my fire.
But none of it matters
my sensitive senses to your blind fences
there is a glass wall
and I'm chipping away with bloodied nails.
Went to Bedouin Soundclash, PARAMORE, and NO DOUBT
soooo fuckin amazing people.
So much raw energy from them
and Gwen Stephanie's stomach?
I want it. It's my new inspiration hahah
I pity everyone who didn't get to go.
Because something historic happened
...I danced.
HOW EMBARRASSING it's Stefani. my. bad. ehhhhhhhh. yeeah.
peasee. I meant peace. with the whole, hippie thang....
