Wish Upon a Shooting Star
Wish upon a passing track It doesn’t matter where you are Wishes always come right back To tell you there’s a glimpse of hope To tell you there’s a wink of fate To open your eyes to the chances Because “someday” may be Too late.
I don't usually blog about my dreams.
But last night I had a dream that I was holding my hand out in front of me, and with a screwdriver, I stabbed it into the tip of every finger, and dragged it down to the middle of my palm. Even splitting my bones into separate pieces. And I couldn’t stop myself for some reason. It was really scary. D:
I'm just a girl.
Just a normal, emotional, irresponsible girl. And life gets kind of hard sometimes. Maybe even a little painful. Or kind of unfair. And I sympathize for anyone that has to deal with things like that. But it’s hard for me to sympathize for people who can’t find one thing right in their lives. It’s a lot easier to whine, cry and beg for the love, help, and attention of your friends...
And I’m sure the view from Heaven beats the hell out of mine here. And if we all believe in Heaven, maybe we’ll make it through one more year down here.
There are times I can’t remember what you felt like on my fingertips. And that makes me hurt. When you left, a tiny, tiny little piece of me left with you.
Pity post/Clearing my head.
I feel very selfish. Because I’m so completely jealous of Kenny and all of his friends being in Fraser Singers together, getting close, and going on trips that it brings me to tears. And instead of being happy for him like a good girlfriend should, I feel upset that he misses something that I’m not a part of. And I feel like I shouldn’t be a part of. I feel like Fraser Singers is...
The past is the past.
Unfortunately. In the least creepy way, I really miss seeing Dan all the time. I miss getting calls from him at 8 in the morning demanding that I come over and bring Kenny. I miss having the bond with them that we did. I miss the three way calls. I miss going up to Coney, and making “About Me” videos. I miss them pushing me around and giving me a hard time. I miss cuddlin’ with...
I have such good friends.
Me: Maybe I'm just really plain.
Me: Like a bagel.
Chr1s: Like a bagel
Chr1s: with like
Chr1s: sesame seeds
Chr1s: and like
Chr1s: all that shit in it
Chr1s: The fancy kind
Chr1s: That's it
Me: Thanks, Chris!
I can't help but feel like you're holding back.
I just can’t tell from what. And that’s the problem. That’s exactly it.
A year ago, and still this cute.
[00:10] OhManItsKenJ: I still have the grass bracelet. [00:10] OhManItsKenJ: And I had a lot of fun today. [00:10] OhManItsKenJ: And you are great. [00:10] OhManItsKenJ: And pretty. [00:10] OhManItsKenJ: And I like you. [00:10] OhManItsKenJ: And you let me touch your knees and feet. [00:10] OhManItsKenJ: And you are incredible. [00:10] OhManItsKenJ: And you are adorable. [00:10] OhManItsKenJ: And...
The hoodie I brought home from your house smells like you. :3
Life is so beautiful.
Until I lose control, that’s all for tonight, folks.