a verbal failure

it's 1 am.

i'm supposed to be sleeping.i have class in the morning...later.

i'm supposed to be done with my self symbol in ReEd.

all i do is reblog stuff on tumblr and read Love, Stargirl.

i'm loving Love, Stargirl.i'm already half way through the book. :)

i need to buy my ReEd book later.before class.when i get to school.

we texted tonight.that made me feel better. it made the qweezy feeling fleet from me. :)

i'm listening to Passion Pit.they are love. :)

i wanna watch the sun rise for no reason.

i wanna take a good long walk.i miss those.the kind that the only thing you can hear are your thoughts.

i wanna write some more.like i used to.the pen sliding down the paper is soothing.

i want to be a poet.the kind that sit in parks and cafe's, and just stare at people. :)

i want to have my own camera and take photos again.take useless random things.

i want to hug you tight until you beg me to let you go. :)

i want to go on a long drive with the windows down and the wind on my face.

i want to listen to music while i walk around, like before, and silently sing along in my head.

i want to wake up at 8 in the morning like i used to.i wonder if the sun here looks the same as the one back at home.

i want to hold your hand and maybe, just maybe, never let go of it.

i want to go star gazing.with the sky pitch black and millions of stars staring down at me, like that one summer before.

i want to lie on the grass and look at the clouds.make up shapes like squares, triangle, elephants, turtles and trucks.

i want to dance under the rain.feel if it's cold or warm like how sweat feels on me.

i want to live and not just exsit.be alive.


you should get to know Stargirl. she'll do wonders on how you look at things. :)