confessions of a waisted youth

Jun 12, 2006 04:46

we toasted to our waisted youth one saturday in late may, tipping back our cups inhaling what we nedded most , then we were gone.
Fear and loathing was on in the living room and their were drunk teens in the basement, the smokers stand around out side next to the fire, thats were you can find my boys, they dont drink they smoke, the smokers, you can catch them outside south high anyday smoking a ciggarette in the bleechers. Kyle, charlie, sam, my boys. you know how you can meet someone and know that you will know them the rest of your life, well thats these boys.
We stood around the fire they smoked, I didnt, it slowly got dark behind us and we contemplated the world and its vastness, weither or not to go traveling this summer, weither or not to get a
job, typical highschool kid stuff. Eventually the party got old, kids got to drunk to stand, it was time to go home if you could, the boys and I piled into my car and took a long drive down 94e, when we got to hudson we parked next to the beach and took a walk, sand between our toes and life ahead of us, we could do this everynight.To so many days like this are a day waisted, but to me this is the basis of life, we need moments like this. the more the better.
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This will happen this summer, I've thought about taking you guys to wisconsin so many times...whenever your ready.

*Love~
Zalie*
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