I asked myself a while ago, why do I get out of bed each morning?

I thought and thought.

I know why I get out of bed each day, to throw those covers off, set my feet on the ground and stand up.

Samantha, plain and simple. I stand up for our future, we're both getting ready to go to college and start our life together and I can't wait until the ( Read more... )

There is a Christmas tree in my room...

o.O

I choose my company
by the beating of their hearts
Not the swelling of their heads

When the tide is high, remember, it always goes out again. Cheer up.

I particularly remember the smell
of my youth in
that place.

The salty breeze.
Mist.
The chattering gulls
always in search.

The coolness
of the deep sand
on those
hot days.

The towering cliffs
where the
risky ones
went to play.

"Get away from there."

But they never
listened.

I need colored pencils.

Sharp.

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Becuase you clip coupons for me.

June 4th

Monday through Thursday is turning out to be the longest four days of my life.

Ever.