lets talk about spaceships
im so tired of this all. not just summer but the way im feeling right now. im not like, "god i want to die" im just in a complainy mood. my lip hurts, my throat hurts and my tummy tummy hurts. i want to be in my clean room with him, but my room. . . . it looks like you arnt even walking on the floor. im in a mad mood. i was some cake, but it would hurt to eat it.
"Lets talk about spaceships or anything except you and me okay"
~ best new bad of the year, but im not telling who it is cause its MY BAND, MY BAND and im not sharing.
death cab on august 6 at les schwab amphitheater, anyone want to take me? i want to go, but i only found out a little bit agao, so im kinda out of the loop.
hehe, royce just called me, that makes me happy.
ok so im off, listning to my SUPER SECRET BAND this update was completely pointless and stupid.
Sarah