i need the smell of summer i need it's noises in my ear
its friday, and im comming home tesuday. i hate it. summer is pretty much over and life sucks. its back to school on wensday, thats not so bad because it will give me something to do and maybe, hopefully, ill get all caught up in homework and stuff that i won't have to go out with all them lame people. even tho this was pretty much the worste summer i don't want it to be over. i hate philly, and the smell of philly and the people in philly, i hate everything about philly, except my room. wow that sounds horrible. well its labor day weekend, i shall party it up cause its my last weekend in wildwood. meg, your party was fun, your a very bad drunk, but fun to be with, when your not throwin up all over, gotta love it. so i guess there goes my whole thought of gettin back. i guess it's over now. my hopes were so high, maybe that was the problem. high hopes can kill. someone told me that love is all made up, its all in your head and its never real and accually im starting to believe that.(so thanks to that someone for changing my point of views)
my hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me, so why don't you kill me, so i die happy.