June 2011
18 posts
“Every day. After school you come out and you sit under that tree there and you...”
– Gilmore Girls Season 1
Oh darn
Once again.. I enter summer feeling as though I’m a giant let down to all around me. Give me a shell and call me a hermit, because there is no everyday freedom for me. I have responsibilities that are forced upon me..leaving me very little time to be young and free. To be me.
Girls walk around in their bikinis and little tiny cut offs.. On the outside I make fun of them and call them whores, but on the inside.. I wish that was me. :(
