Gangsta is the new Elmo

[highway49]

Its been a while since I have updated.
Sometimes I wonder.
I think I think to much.
Thinking = trouble
Even when I think things are as bad as they can get.
I always find a way to make them worse.
I have been writing alot latley.
But I dont let people read my poetry anymore.
Well a select few I still do.
But when I say few I mean
1. Dad
2. Bethany
3. Pam
I keep to myself these days.
Less Drama.
Still I wonder.
What if?
I have come to realize.
I dont care a whole lot.
About what people think.
I wanna be a rebel.
(who fallows the rules)
I want to be me.
I am an orginal.
I like 80's rock.
I listen to my music to loud.
I am addicted to gum.
I like to buy shoes it makes me feel better.
I like Nathan Brooks.
He is a sweet guy.
But I dont like him enough to go out with him.
I am younge.
I just want to have fun.
Not worry about a boyfriend.
I am only 13.
I am feeling
Wreckless.
I want to roll a yard.
Make a fool of myself.
Laugh to loud.
Cry to much.
Eat more than I can hold.
Stay up for 48 hours.
Take stupid pictures with my friends.
Dress my own way.
I want to waste my Friday nights.
Sleep my Saturdays away.
Its time I stop planing on how to live.
& Live !