Catching tear drops in my hand.
Things that randomly entered my head today:
Tim is beautiful.
I don't like people that talk about me when they don't even know me. You are crazy.
Carli, don't like Rob ... please. You could do a world better.
Drop dead gorgeous with a high IQ. Bake me cookies baby I love you.
The people at this table are scary ... I am so emo. I bet they can smell it.
I hate dace class, I hate dace class.
If I go to South Beach, I'll see Zach all the time and if I'm lucky MegMeg too.
Mr. Hawkins, I am so ... lost.
What do I have to do with my art book?
You can't tell an artist what to do.
Tim just ran away ... but he cured my hiccups ... I guess that's enough.
I'm having a melt down. ::Cries::
I don't even have my monologues memorized. I don't even have music for Memory.
Brian Spesh hurry! Eat the pizza. Quick! Hurry! Hot pizza, hot.
Hmmm ... my Hardcore Hero.
This is too much. I don't understand math. ::Cries::
I can't make a 1300 on my SAT. It's next to impossible.
I hate this, I'm SO over it.
I'll never get into NYU. I'll never become anything.
Will you run away with me to London this summer?
Josh, I miss you. You're not my feather in the wind.
Yes, english. I rock at this. I'm so going to NYU.
Late night, come home.
Kissed a frog, no prince. But you called. Yes.
I love this ... I do I do.
Tim is beautiful.
I don't like people that talk about me when they don't even know me. You are crazy.
Carli, don't like Rob ... please. You could do a world better.
Drop dead gorgeous with a high IQ. Bake me cookies baby I love you.
The people at this table are scary ... I am so emo. I bet they can smell it.
I hate dace class, I hate dace class.
If I go to South Beach, I'll see Zach all the time and if I'm lucky MegMeg too.
Mr. Hawkins, I am so ... lost.
What do I have to do with my art book?
You can't tell an artist what to do.
Tim just ran away ... but he cured my hiccups ... I guess that's enough.
I'm having a melt down. ::Cries::
I don't even have my monologues memorized. I don't even have music for Memory.
Brian Spesh hurry! Eat the pizza. Quick! Hurry! Hot pizza, hot.
Hmmm ... my Hardcore Hero.
This is too much. I don't understand math. ::Cries::
I can't make a 1300 on my SAT. It's next to impossible.
I hate this, I'm SO over it.
I'll never get into NYU. I'll never become anything.
Will you run away with me to London this summer?
Josh, I miss you. You're not my feather in the wind.
Yes, english. I rock at this. I'm so going to NYU.
Late night, come home.
Kissed a frog, no prince. But you called. Yes.
I love this ... I do I do.