im too good for subject lines these days
Vive la memoire de l'amour
subject line of my life.
sara and alex broke up. im still longing for my Mr. RightNow.
i relized that Spanky was NOT my Mr. Right. (actually, i knew that awhile ago, im just writing it here) he was only my Mr. RightNow.
i told hime to contact me two weeks ago. i left my number on his xanga. he has not called. i do not care.
im getting Vive La Memoire de l'amour tatooed on me somewhere. and my banner with the sparrows will say either that, or Love & Rage...the ultimate theme of my life.
at the young age of 16, when i am supposed to be wide eyed and bewilderd at this brand new world that i have been thrust into, i have relized the theme of my life and despite my good natured and chipper outlook, i am aged beyond my years. i am an old maid at heart, my soul is whitherd and aged.
thats fucking poetry there kids.
subject line of my life.
sara and alex broke up. im still longing for my Mr. RightNow.
i relized that Spanky was NOT my Mr. Right. (actually, i knew that awhile ago, im just writing it here) he was only my Mr. RightNow.
i told hime to contact me two weeks ago. i left my number on his xanga. he has not called. i do not care.
im getting Vive La Memoire de l'amour tatooed on me somewhere. and my banner with the sparrows will say either that, or Love & Rage...the ultimate theme of my life.
at the young age of 16, when i am supposed to be wide eyed and bewilderd at this brand new world that i have been thrust into, i have relized the theme of my life and despite my good natured and chipper outlook, i am aged beyond my years. i am an old maid at heart, my soul is whitherd and aged.
thats fucking poetry there kids.