I wrote it. Take it down and note it. History in the making sluts.
We fight for what purpose?
For the purpose of fighting.
We yell and scream why?
Just for the fun of it.
But what about all those times where everything is just right?
Those times that are just perfect.
I go to sleep at night wishing upon the stars..
Gazing at those floating lights while dreaming..
Wishing and dreaming for those perfect moments to happen again.
Eventhough we fight..
I'd go through a million more just to reach that single moment where everything is right.
Nothing could ruin that.
It's up to me and you..
Together, we can do whatever we want to.
I want to appologize in advance for anything I may do to make you mad.
How will I make it up to you?
Will a cherry Laffy Taffy do?
{--You know, the one with the little sprinkles in them.--}
By *FAR* you are more then I could have ever asked for in a friend.
I use to think it's the people who are most alike who have the best friendships..
You and I are *TOTAL* opposites..
I think that's why things are working out so fricken greatly..
Opposites attract? lol..
I wuv you ya lil slut.
First state game tomorrow either against Arsenal or TSA. I'm ready to play and I'm ready for this season to be done with.
Everyone should visit Quizno's. It's a fun place, I promise.