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Thunder strikes in the middle of a good dream. Dam, you're rude. Let me just sleep a little bit longer, don't remind me that my dream haven't come true just yet. Quiet down, this is a good part.
Flat ironing her hair with a plancha. I can remember looking up to her, even when she did ridiculous things like that. She was pretty and older and I wanted to be just like her. Then we grew up and pretty only lasted her so long. Once you realize there is more than just being pretty, it's too late to develop anything else... like a personality. I wonder if she still uses that plancha.
Wow... I just thought of you. Don't flatter yourself, you're not that important. You're one thing to me and another to the next. You have no real say in what I should do but that doesn't stop you, does it? You keep returning with new ways to say the same things, but guess what? I haven't changed, I'm as moral and immoral since the last time you saw me and I am just as happy. No, happier.
Suppose we get this right and we both can stop looking. Suppose there is such a thing as the one and you are it. If so, lets make everyone jealous. Lets be as happy as the couples in the movies and let's live out the expression of growing old together. Suppose that love is true, but if it's not we'll just call our love something else.
I remember the cliques that existed in the playground. We made the little house on the playground our clique's "headquarters." We used to stuff ourselves into it to talk about "important" things. There is nothing important to talk about in 3rd grade lol
"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal." Really? Show me the evidence because I have not seen it in my years of living.
I’m pressed for time but still find time to waste it. We say we don’t have enough time in the day but if I were to use every minute of my day “productively,” it would kill me. I’ll live my life goofing off sometimes, pressed or not.
I'm pressed for time but still find time to waste. We say we don't have enough time in the day but if I used every minute of my day "productively," it would kill me. I'll live my life goofing of sometimes.