Jun 25, 2009 15:29
Yeah, That's it. They are going to form a cult.
Ross will be plotting his death. Jam will be twiddling his thumbs and toes throwing old memories out the window. Or at least, attempting to. I will be caught in between the window and the incandescent lighting of the walls.
I'm not going to pretend everything is going to be fine. I know better than that, I'm growing up.
You can ask me anything.
I'm not hiding anymore.
I think I'm spending more time proving to myself that I am growing up and that I am an adult, and less time realizing how insanely Immature I look. Any one from the outside looking in would see a sixteen year old girl trying to act like she knows what she's doing.
When I say I know. I mean I know. It doesn't mean you should challenge my knowledge of the world and all of my experiences.
You'll understand when you get older.
When is older?
You're too young.
When is too old?
You have to experience it.
Because living it isn't enough for you?
Maybe it is a cult.
If he says he can handle the memories, and the other says that he can handle the age difference.
I think they'd fit good together.
Two of the most powerful beings in my life.
Living In one room.
They're out to get me.
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thursday,
cults,
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