November 2011
43 posts
October 2011
23 posts
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I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car
I hate it when you stare
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind
I hate you so much that it makes me sick
It even makes me ryhme
I hate the way you’re always right
I hate it when you lie
I hate it when you make me laugh
Even worse when you make me cry
I hate the way you’re not around
And the fact that you didn’t call
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
L*C*K*A
I don’t think I spend enought time conveyinf to my sisters what their role is in my life. Here it is:
- Why I get up in the morning for school to see them.
- The first ones to know my news
- My shoulder to cry on
- The reason I’m rolling on the ground laughing
- My insipration behind everything
- Good thing for unlimited texting
- The secret smiles
- inside jokes
- Jealousy and competition
- Arguments that last for an hour
- My fan club
- Who puts up with Johnathon(:
- Horrible liars
- My future brides-maids
- aunts to my kids
Without them I would be a no one, something that doesn’t exist. No reason to be. I Love them because they know ME.
L C K A.: High School. →
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~Somewhere between the procrastination
…And the homework
…And the incessant forwards
…And the friendships
…And the nasty cafeteria food
…And the calls to each other complaining about crushes
~Somewhere between the phone calls to old friends
…And the “I miss you’s”
…And the “I love you’s”
…And…
