Sep 24, 2002 22:36
I have smoker's cough and I can't even smoke.
Said it once, say it again. I hatehatehate smoking and the side-effects but hot_damn I think I'd look good being the scary loner girl at school in my denim jacket, messenger bag and too much eyeliner. If only I could cut classes to smoke behind the T&I building like an 80s after school special. ("Don't grow up to be like Slouisey, she's baaaad!" "I heard she had an abortion!")
Puff puff puff, my boyfriend could be a bad guy in a leather jacket, but he's very sweet and smart and would get good grdes if he "applied himself."
I've had that before. I don't want it nevermind.
Earlier, in my room I thought of 2 winters ago standing out in the snow, John&I keeping each other warm in the cold dark night, our hands in each others' jackets, only a few porch lights on as we watched the snow
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I swear my heart sunk to my knees. This was the first time I could recall feeling it.
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Robert please sing to me again and let me hear the windchimes.