This summer tastes of Olde English
A month has passed already. I can't belive it.
This summer is incredible, and twisted
Its wild and free and crazy and it scares me. and excites me
Its being slamed against walls until I feel like I will break
Its rain, perpetually. Its never ever being dry.
The children teach me so much more then I ever thought I could learn from them. Their drama, their passion, their utter insanity. It brings out some of those things in me.
So does she.
I love walking back in the dark. I love not being able to see anything at all
Being at home makes me feel empty
This summer is incredible, and twisted
Its wild and free and crazy and it scares me. and excites me
Its being slamed against walls until I feel like I will break
Its rain, perpetually. Its never ever being dry.
The children teach me so much more then I ever thought I could learn from them. Their drama, their passion, their utter insanity. It brings out some of those things in me.
So does she.
I love walking back in the dark. I love not being able to see anything at all
Being at home makes me feel empty