caroline22
I hope that my parents don't check my history and think i'm insane. Last time I tried to find an old music video from a few days earlier I was (hardly) surprised to see the string of porn sites my thirteen year old brother and his perv friends had looked up the previous night... it's a damn good thing my keys weren't sticky.. dear god.
I wouldn't have ever predicted how my night was going to turn out. We met at the pier when the youth group kids roped both of us into listening to his speech. Funny to say that we met through God. After a quick introduction, you had us in your car getting ready to smoke a jeffery. haha or so you said.
dad, you've made me smile every single day of my life for the past seventeen years. a simple card or a mixtape of songs I think you might like could never repay you for all of the things you've done for me. I couldn't be more thankful for the amazing life you've given me. Happy Father's Day, dad.
hop on the bus gus, get on the train jane... what rhymes with train and Jane? stain. this writing is already a stain on whatever sort of reputation i might have formed with previous entries.
paper flies everywhere as the now stranded traveller stumbles out of the train. Alone and out of money, she looks to the sky in search of an answer.
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