live love burn die
hmmmmmmm ..yes i am updating ..only cause i'm bored though ..yeah well nothing has really been happening ..just the same old boring thing ..well lets see this past weekend was pretty cool though i must admit ..on friday i went to matts with corinne and gina. we chilled there fo a bit and i forget who was all there ..then we went to someones baseball game cause stef wanted to go ..i think it was adams? ..then we went back to matts fo a bit then left ..me gina and corinne went back to corinnes and joe and bob walked us there ..then we chilled there for like a second then went to meg d's house for some party or something ..it was okie ..then i went home ..slept ..saturday i ...ummm ..i woke up at like 6 at night for some reason ..then alyssa called so i went to the y dance thing wit her andrea and colleen ..it was pretty cool ...this pretty hott guy asked me to dance ..so i didd ..then went to friendlys ..yummm ..afterwards went home ..my friend chris called me up and he was with his friend dustin down at the park at the end of my street ..so i went up there and chilled wit them for the night ..then went home at round 5 something in the morning cause there is apparently a curfew in the morning? and your not aloud out till 6? yeah that is pretty gayyyy ...then on sunday ..hmmm ..sunday ..i don't remember ..must have been boring ..yeah well i finally figured out how i feel about this whole situtation i am in ..you know that feeling you get when you get hit right in the chest and you lose all your air and you pretty much can't breathe ..ok well that is how i feel ..and i still don't have my air and shit ..ok well it might be cory but it made A LOT of sense to me ..okie well i guess that's it for now ..ohh yeah joey has strep throat or something i hear? get well soon babi<3 okie laterrrrrrrrrrr everyone
i love you
love, emma
If i gave you pretty enough words.
could you paint a picture of us that works.
an emphasis on function rather than design.
aren't you tired cause i will carry you, on a broken back
and blown out knees, i have been where you are for a while..
Aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream. the stars right out of the sky
And destroy the prettiest starry night. every evening that i die.
after all these images of pain, have cut right through you,
I will kiss every scar, and weep you are not alone...
then i'll show you that place in my chest where my heart still tries to beat.
aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream. the stars right out of the sky
and destroy the prettiest starry night. every evening that i die
I LOVE YOU LAURA !! YOUR MY GIRL FOR LIFE !! I MISS YOU SOOO MUCH !!
i love you
love, emma
If i gave you pretty enough words.
could you paint a picture of us that works.
an emphasis on function rather than design.
aren't you tired cause i will carry you, on a broken back
and blown out knees, i have been where you are for a while..
Aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream. the stars right out of the sky
And destroy the prettiest starry night. every evening that i die.
after all these images of pain, have cut right through you,
I will kiss every scar, and weep you are not alone...
then i'll show you that place in my chest where my heart still tries to beat.
aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream. the stars right out of the sky
and destroy the prettiest starry night. every evening that i die
I LOVE YOU LAURA !! YOUR MY GIRL FOR LIFE !! I MISS YOU SOOO MUCH !!