pink butterflies...
you. it was always you for me.
nothing could change it..
as if i would care for someone other than you.
tears. how they make us stay.
til our cheeks dry from comfort.
time. and we thought it would heal.
as if i could make you want me.
um question mark..?? <--- thats how I feel right about now. Along with tired, achy, and extremely hot from the lack of cold air that is flowing throughout my house.
last night was fun. I saw everyone, slept over kristins house and like all nights we had girl talk, pranked, and ate ghetto fruit loops all night long. I didnt go to bed till like 5, when it was becoming light, and the entire night I had the weirdest dreams possible. Anyway, these days, I really dont know what to do anymore. I meant everyword that I said, that I say and will say, but does or did it mean anything?? I hope so. to let you know I never lie about my feelings.
I cant listen to dashboard anymore. it puts me in the worst moods ahh
and kristin killeen is my pee buddy <3 and writes one wicked diary hahaha
<3 danielle