The ticket to the future is always blank.
I organized this thing with some friends to try and forget about my Brooke, and it ended up being a lot of trouble. You know the same old story...cops...angry relatives...3 mile hikes...stange blood stains...dresses...rat costumes...kissing in a raging thunder/rain storm...pink umbrellas...kittens...
ice-cream trucks...confessions of love...lost innocense...and cold raviolli. There is lots more, but thats the jist of it. It has been quite a rough couple of days for me, what with trying to sort all of this out and everything. Although i know that in retrospect, it was way better than sitting at home crying about wanting to do something else.HAHAHAHA!!!!!!...
"This is my life, and it is ending one second at a time."
ice-cream trucks...confessions of love...lost innocense...and cold raviolli. There is lots more, but thats the jist of it. It has been quite a rough couple of days for me, what with trying to sort all of this out and everything. Although i know that in retrospect, it was way better than sitting at home crying about wanting to do something else.HAHAHAHA!!!!!!...
"This is my life, and it is ending one second at a time."