summer came like cinnamon, so sweet
i feel sick, like really sick.
i hate it when people fight.
i am going to hula land tomorrow!
i never write complete, full lj entries anymore. they're just random thoughts.
i am behind on summer reading.
i dont care.
summer cannot end.
it cant, it cant, it cant
i'll throw a fit if it does.
"here's a riddle for ya. find the answer. there's a reason for the world: you and i"