turquoise dreads and a nose ring
rather than kiss me you said you'd rather die
i miss europe. i miss the freedom. i miss being part of a group larger than myself. a group where i belonged, where i had a unique and important place. i miss the person i was in europe. i think i was different. i was more grown up, older, smarter, funnier. around those people, i was better.
everyone wants to be better.
i want to go to college to redefine myself. to be myself more. to love who i want to, when i want to, without caring what they'll think about it.
is it ever wrong to tell someone you love them?
i want to be reckless. i want to act with disregard. i want to live exuberantly. i want to wear tall boots and short skirts and tight shirts and stride, not walk, like i owned the place. i want to be confident in myself. i want to change how i look so that when people who are away come back and see me they are startled, in a good way. i want people to know i'm awesome when they look at me. i want to have my own style and be distinctive.
i want to turn heads. i want my uniqueness, my talents, to be evident when i walk into a room. i want to be able to ask guys out the first time i meet them. i want to laugh and not care that i'm too loud.
i'm a big bundle of need.
i miss europe. i miss the freedom. i miss being part of a group larger than myself. a group where i belonged, where i had a unique and important place. i miss the person i was in europe. i think i was different. i was more grown up, older, smarter, funnier. around those people, i was better.
everyone wants to be better.
i want to go to college to redefine myself. to be myself more. to love who i want to, when i want to, without caring what they'll think about it.
is it ever wrong to tell someone you love them?
i want to be reckless. i want to act with disregard. i want to live exuberantly. i want to wear tall boots and short skirts and tight shirts and stride, not walk, like i owned the place. i want to be confident in myself. i want to change how i look so that when people who are away come back and see me they are startled, in a good way. i want people to know i'm awesome when they look at me. i want to have my own style and be distinctive.
i want to turn heads. i want my uniqueness, my talents, to be evident when i walk into a room. i want to be able to ask guys out the first time i meet them. i want to laugh and not care that i'm too loud.
i'm a big bundle of need.