i'm a troublemaker, never been a faker.

the world seems pretty fantastic, right now.
it's almost christmas.
ONE WEEK! :DDD

my music is keeping me full of vibrance and joy.
my friends are amazing, and the boyfriend is even sweeter.

i'm making a twilight shirt in computer graphics. i'm pretty sure it's gonna rock everyone's socks. :D

let's twirl and swirl, dance and prance. let's spin with our twin, and live.
smell the grass, go barefoot. fly your hair in the wind, sun smiling upon you like a mother upon her newborn child.


happiness.
what a lovely thing, eh?
;D

i tried to do handstands for you.

I tried to do handstands for you
Everytime I fell on you, yeah, everytime I fell
I tried to do handstands for you
But everytime I fell for you
I'm permanently black and blue, permanently blue for you.
I tried to do handstands for you
I tried to do handstands for you
Everytime I fell on you, yeah, everytime I fell
I tried to do handstands but everytime I fell for you
I'm permanently black and blue, permanently blue for you-ooh-ooh-ooh
For you-ooh-ooh-ooh
So black and blue-ooh-ooh-ooh
For you-ooh-ooh-ooh.
I grabbed some frozen strawberries so I could ice your bruising knees
But frozen things they all unfreeze and now I taste like....
All those frozen strawberries I used to chill your bruising knees,
Hot July ain't good to me
I'm pink and black and blue for you.
I got bruises on my knees for youAnd grass stains on my knees for you
Got holes in my new jeans for you
Got pink and black and blue
Got bruises on my knees for you
And grass stains on my knees for you
Got holes in my new jeans for you
Got pink and black and blue for you-ooh-ooh-ooh
For you-ooh-ooh-ooh
So black and blue-ooh-ooh-ooh
For you-ooh-ooh-ooh

i think i need to start doing this more.
it helps me let out the emotions i may get frustrated with.
no one reads this anyway.

i'm frustrated.
i have been completely intolerant of people i normally get along with. i don't feel stressed, or panicked, really. i just snap at people, without a reason. i feel like i've excluded myself from my friends; my real friends.

i was wrong; this didn't help at all.

i am the life that you adore; now feed the rich and fuck the poor.

"Dear Future:

I bought you. I own the rights."

i want to dance. i want to jump around, music blaring all around me, and just twist and turn to the beat. i also feel the need to undergo a dramatic change. but what could i change?
i think too much. i never just do things. i plan ahead, determine how it will affect me and the others around me. i constantly weigh the consequences of my actions.
sure, that makes me a good kid.
so what?
i want to be spontaneous.
i want my life to be crazy, and fun-filled. i want run along the streets of new york, my hair flying in the wind.
will it happen? no.

oh, how i wish.