Death knocks only once...
Well. I am certainly glad to be here. But of course that happens when you're in the backseat of a car that rolls two and a half times down a hill into a ravine. I'm still recovering from the numerous bumps and bruises that I seem to have acquired from that accident. I feel bad for my friend that was driving [nate] because it was his car but not his fault. Deer are a hazard.
In other news: I've gotten new glasses and I am currently holding a D in AP English Language. Fuck.
OH! And I think I've royally screwed myself out of a lovely relationship with a guy I think I may be in love with. Me and my damn mouth. I go on these silly little fits where I think that I am not worth anyone else's time and/or energy. I made the mistake of telling him that. Now I'm kicking myself in the ass because he's absolutely inspiring and all I really want is to be his. In the past I would have said 'all I really want is to call him mine' but that's not how I feel this time. I want to be his. Nothing less. I want him to know everything about me, to be able to tell what type of mood I'm in simply from a quick look in my eyes. Don't get me wrong, I want to know that much about him; to be the first person to know him so intimately, but I am willing to open myself completely to him. God I wish we were together. And not so far apart. Fuckx2.
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In other news: I've gotten new glasses and I am currently holding a D in AP English Language. Fuck.
OH! And I think I've royally screwed myself out of a lovely relationship with a guy I think I may be in love with. Me and my damn mouth. I go on these silly little fits where I think that I am not worth anyone else's time and/or energy. I made the mistake of telling him that. Now I'm kicking myself in the ass because he's absolutely inspiring and all I really want is to be his. In the past I would have said 'all I really want is to call him mine' but that's not how I feel this time. I want to be his. Nothing less. I want him to know everything about me, to be able to tell what type of mood I'm in simply from a quick look in my eyes. Don't get me wrong, I want to know that much about him; to be the first person to know him so intimately, but I am willing to open myself completely to him. God I wish we were together. And not so far apart. Fuckx2.
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