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DAVID GOT HIS HAIR CUT!
I repeat:
DAVID GOT HIS HAIR CUT!
Now he is the same little boy I use to like from youth group. It's very funny. He's nearly seventeen and he looks twelve. ^_^
Hey, I'm sticking to my schedule, but my writings aren't very good and they're way too cheesey.
003/100:
Your voice is my drug.
I want to live off it forever.
Forget every little bad thing that's ever happened to me
and start my entire life over.
Your voice is magic.
The second it hits my ear
I am taken to a better place
where my reality dissapears.
[That was definetly written after a conversation on the phone with Lukas]
004/100:
My poems show my feelings
but with someone elses voice.
Like I am some cliche teenage girl
with red puffy eyes
from staying up too late on a school night
hoping she's in love.
When I read Autumn's words
I know they come from no where
but her heart.
I want to write like that.
I don't want to stall,
searching for the words inside my head
picking out the ones I think will sound good when they are read aloud.
I want to write how I feel
but know that I am the one who wrote them.
Not some mysterious grl
with a broken heart,
black pen,
and empty notebook.