All it takes is seeing a few people that want to see me. No ulterior motives. They just enjoy my company. I love my friends a lot.
I think curfews are unsafe when driving because kids won't leave early to get home on time, they'll leave late and go 90 to get home.
I'm a smart girl. I should stop hurting myself. I'm in a terrible situation. Like a drug addiction. They don't have this type of rehab.
Soon i will no longer be a teenager and that freaks me out. Who will i be then? I remember wondering if i'd be pretty when i grew up.
Midnight, a 50 year old couple is parked at the avenue in their minivan screaming to 98 rock, and making out. I hope one day i'm that lucky.
Why do i bother anymore? I'm never quite as good enough or as pretty as her. I don't know why i thought this time would be different.
Why don't i ever get invited anywhere? Am i that unpleasant to be around? In so many ways i still feel like i'm 14 listening to simple plan.
Sometimes i hope my phone has stopped working as to explain why i didn't get a text or phone call all that day. It's always working fine...
Due to my anxiety about getting into a car accident... I can almost guarantee that i'll awake from deep sleep if a rumble strip is hit.
I could tell you my mood by naming a band. They all sound the same to most but to me there are distinct differences that can't be replaced.
It took two years but i'm finally able to listen to these albums again and it makes me chuckle instead of cry. "drama doesn't follow me..."
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