Hey Miss Murder, can I?
well, I'm 16, according to my favorite holiday (and birthday)-- the 4th of July. now, I am allowed to not wear my seatbelt in the backseat of a car, not that that's a good idea anyways. but I'm also street legal.. not that it even means anything, cause I'm not a slut. and plus, I love my boyfriend. =) yeah so for my birthday I was up north in Eskkyyy at my grandma's. we did the whole family party thing, and went to the awesome fireworks. spent a lot of time with my cousins and friends up there, which was really great, and I hated to come home. there is really only one place I feel like home, and that's up there at my grandma's. it's really nice up there. northern comfort, I'll say. everyone's nice. the city is nice. but down here in Gangsterville, I can say differently. compared to there, this is hell. since when did we become so dramatic anyways. and when did we decide that pulling guns out on little kids was humane? our poor world, I'm scared to know what it's going to amount to. =(
I spent this weekend up at my father's house, which was nice. I never get to see him much anymore. but when I really think about it, I truly have witnessed a miracle. three years ago, when I was in the 7th grade, I had the worst year of my life. my dad had a stroke, and we were very uncertain if he would ever be able to walk again, let alone even have movement on the right side of his body. it's amazing how fast he recovered, and when I look at him now, I'm just so thankful. a few years ago, I don't even know if I believed in miracles. ♥
now, it's just on to more summertime things. beaches, late nights, hot weather, friends. SHIA!!
I got this feeling in my veins
this train is coming off the track
I’ll ask polite if the devil needs a ride
Because the angel on my right
ain’t hanging out with me tonight.
I spent this weekend up at my father's house, which was nice. I never get to see him much anymore. but when I really think about it, I truly have witnessed a miracle. three years ago, when I was in the 7th grade, I had the worst year of my life. my dad had a stroke, and we were very uncertain if he would ever be able to walk again, let alone even have movement on the right side of his body. it's amazing how fast he recovered, and when I look at him now, I'm just so thankful. a few years ago, I don't even know if I believed in miracles. ♥
now, it's just on to more summertime things. beaches, late nights, hot weather, friends. SHIA!!
I got this feeling in my veins
this train is coming off the track
I’ll ask polite if the devil needs a ride
Because the angel on my right
ain’t hanging out with me tonight.