sheepsternumba3
I have to be a camp consulor this year for 6th graders. Last year it was so chaotic. I hope that we get strong girls instead little smart brats. I couldn't help them have fun. They had to help themselves before I let them do anything. UGH! Please, save my soul!
My my, dinosaurs remind me of how iggnorant people can be. Emos with there rawrs and stuff. God, it makes my sick to get attention that way. Why? Are you not loved at home emo kids? You seem like it with all those expensive fancy clothes and makeup you got. Find someone to love you.
My eyes can't adjust to lights, let alone the ones in my dads office. They are so bright and remind me of the future. The future with her. With the helpless of my now present life. The heart break and how badly I wanted a mom. To be a mom. But not like her.
I've already written about this! Oh well, maybe, just maybe if this is imprinted in my brain I could have a dream about clovers. Maybe since i have been talking to my brother all day, maybe we can pick clovers in my dream.... I miss my brother. Please come back Nick. I miss your songs. I miss summer.