like it or lump it.

dance with me

Put on my records, know my song,
if you're lucky, we might just sing along.
yes, i mean you.
not you, i meant you.

then read me a book,
a classic, any story.
I like Shakespeare and Twilight.

head down to the mall,
pick out some boho-chic.
give me my scarves, my t-shirts,
my flats, my sneakers.
my oversized shades with a coutoure jacket.

and we'll waltz into the movie,
grab a seat in the back,
enjoy the thrill,
of living in another time and riddle.

but at the end of the day,
when sunset has gone,
and twilight has fallen,
one last goodbye,
and a slamming screen door.
is all that we're leaving.

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Sunday, June 1, 2008
here's my fake smile.

10:10 PM

My dad's pretty pissed off today.
He tried to throw away my beloved basketball shoes.
He's slamming doors.
He's making unreasonable deals,
that I have to follow, even if i havn't agreed.

JEEZ.

RELAX.

You know, this sucks. The fact that i'm just FIVE minutes away from Click Five.
Ironic huh?
So near yet so far.

DENISE♥ I think this first year that we're in a different school, is a test of our friendship. But, seeing as it's already fallen apart, just after one semester, i'm having my doubts. We've had fights, alot of fights, over the years. What if we really weren't meant to be friends? Even others think that we're so different it's impossible that we'll stay friends. Is this change for the better?

Oh, well i have tennis tomorrow so i better get going...
SLEEP.

MOM♥ Yes, as much as i love you and all. PLEASE can you just stay OUT of my stuff?! I've caught you reading my blog already, not just once. I've also caught you scrolling through my inbox. PLEASE, give me some privacy. I need my life. IM STILL GROWING UP. JUST PLEASE LEAVE MY STUFF ALONE. and why can't you just trust me sometimes? I'm old enough. I can make decisions on my own. if i need help, i'll come look for you.

P.S. I LOVE YOU.
Dear boy, i'll wait.