my fault my fault my fault. my fault people dont talk to me my fault idk how to make a girlfriend my fault we're in florida my fault you dont have a job my fault i work 45hrs of the week
i want to move to a little fisherman town where you know all your neighbors and you can walk to whatever you need, and outside your windows are ocean and pretty boats and docks.. like Menemsha.
dont say im lying, when i'm true i'm true i'm true
>confusion always sets back in >>i find myself changing and learning all the time, but today the thing i learned is somethings never change. >>>occationally i wish i was 25. choices then are already made for me ahahaha :)