CAN SOMEONE PLEASE VALIDATE THIS BLOG. by that i mean, is anyone reading this??
surrriously.
since the only two people who are maybe even viewing this are hailey and veronica...
thank you for introducing me to this song! i think it's my summer '08 song.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IjlOYHp
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He said, Hey Sister.
It's really really nice to meet ya.
I just met this 5 foot 7 guy who's just my type.
like the way he's speaking, his confidence is peaking.
Don't like his baggy jeans but Ima like what's underneath them.
And no I aint been to MIA
I heard that Cali never rains and New York's heart awaits. First let's see the west end.
I'll show you to my bridren.
I'm like this American Boy. American Boy
Wednesday, June 11
Sunday, June 8
perfecting the science of breaking my heart
i just had the most amazing night!!
birthday party, going away party, party party
i am drunk
the moon roof was open and it started to rain and we stuck our heads out. it was so intense to just be moving forward full speed in the middle of a storm. i felt like myself again for the first time in forever
i really love my life. as in, i'm sad over a fucking loser and stuff, but really, he sucks a lot, and i can admit that to myself now. i honestly could do better. and i am!! doing better, as far as males are concerned. but i also have the most wonderful friends on the planet, and a wonderful job, with a wonderful boss, and a wonderful environment, and wonderful everything. i sound like a pollyanna or whatever.
the only part that keeps bothering me is how much love i wasted on him. wasted love is a terrible thing. especially when you realize you were wasting it on someone who doesn't even love themselves, you know?
sisterhood, man time, hook ups, miller high life, blunts, boys, summer dresses, shot glasses, suburbia, the lake, the city, the people, the lifestyle, the green trees, the house parties, the entire summertime mentality:
my life fucking rules so much without you i forget why i even wanted you in it in the first place.
peace.
birthday party, going away party, party party
i am drunk
the moon roof was open and it started to rain and we stuck our heads out. it was so intense to just be moving forward full speed in the middle of a storm. i felt like myself again for the first time in forever
i really love my life. as in, i'm sad over a fucking loser and stuff, but really, he sucks a lot, and i can admit that to myself now. i honestly could do better. and i am!! doing better, as far as males are concerned. but i also have the most wonderful friends on the planet, and a wonderful job, with a wonderful boss, and a wonderful environment, and wonderful everything. i sound like a pollyanna or whatever.
the only part that keeps bothering me is how much love i wasted on him. wasted love is a terrible thing. especially when you realize you were wasting it on someone who doesn't even love themselves, you know?
sisterhood, man time, hook ups, miller high life, blunts, boys, summer dresses, shot glasses, suburbia, the lake, the city, the people, the lifestyle, the green trees, the house parties, the entire summertime mentality:
my life fucking rules so much without you i forget why i even wanted you in it in the first place.
peace.
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