I have a crush on a boy. our relationship consists of smiles, and waves, and a crinkled dollar bill. hopefully that will change, though I don't mind the smiles.
last night I made a mixed CD called "It's Sleepy Time, CryBaby". & fell asleep to it, but not crying, because that would be dumb
I also wrote a poem about nudity, and about how comfortable I have become with myself, & all that other sweet crap
I should go eat, and shower.
lovelovelove
Margeaux Caitlin Grae