"LET'S PLAY PRETEND;
LET'S ACT LIKE IT COMES NATURALLY"
here's your gun, i'll run for shelterthe rain pours down, truth melts like butteryou, the lead singer of that bandme, the girl who writes names in the sandthere's my ride, i strut downstairsthe beach, their horses and the maresme, the writer, the pen: my swordyou, the boy who wins awardsof different places, people, wea closeness only no one seesof different thoughts, a hope, our dreama flowing river, no ebbing stream
today: no breakfast with BFF, us lazy butts
sungei road "shopping" with sam&erny (AWESOME SHITAKE MUSHROOMS!!)
starbucks&friends (bloody hell qiem i hate you)
work to do work to do, piano tomorrow :(
YOU SERIOUSLY PISSED THE HELL OUTTA ME. not cool, dude, not cool. thank God not all boys are like that.
okay off i go.
eyebags, dark circles and a giddy spell enough to cause
white flashes of light.
and i missed supper with you tonight.
Grace ♥ 12:23 m.d.