happy birthday to me and pray for africa
right on.
this is the first time that i nearly forgot about my birthday. i refuse to get on my soapbox about time and the importance of using it to your advantage yadayadayadayada.
i love summer. and i love the beach. and i love my friends and my mom and my dogs and my family and my guitar and my roommates because i still call them my roommates and i love music and i love the new coldplay cd and i love guitar TUNERS and the fact that God is consistent and faithful even when i am not and the plans i made for the twentyfourth with marie because marie is cool and if you are cool i'll tell you about those plans shortly i love that i was born somewhere that i can have access to food and clothes and school and friends who said hey come to youth with me and all of these things and my cell phone and indoor plumbing and dry erase markers and the convenience of debit cards even though they make it look like magic money that just gets you stuff with one swipe and my board shorts and bottled water and hand sanitzer to facilitate my obsessive compulsive disorder and america even though it has its flaws and my new favorite words: "flaw" and "holla" and easy jobs and adjustable seats and the toilet cleaner thing we have that doesn't make you touch anything and again my friends because i love you.
peace out.
www.one.org sign it, slutbags.
this is the first time that i nearly forgot about my birthday. i refuse to get on my soapbox about time and the importance of using it to your advantage yadayadayadayada.
i love summer. and i love the beach. and i love my friends and my mom and my dogs and my family and my guitar and my roommates because i still call them my roommates and i love music and i love the new coldplay cd and i love guitar TUNERS and the fact that God is consistent and faithful even when i am not and the plans i made for the twentyfourth with marie because marie is cool and if you are cool i'll tell you about those plans shortly i love that i was born somewhere that i can have access to food and clothes and school and friends who said hey come to youth with me and all of these things and my cell phone and indoor plumbing and dry erase markers and the convenience of debit cards even though they make it look like magic money that just gets you stuff with one swipe and my board shorts and bottled water and hand sanitzer to facilitate my obsessive compulsive disorder and america even though it has its flaws and my new favorite words: "flaw" and "holla" and easy jobs and adjustable seats and the toilet cleaner thing we have that doesn't make you touch anything and again my friends because i love you.
peace out.
www.one.org sign it, slutbags.