august nineteenth at nine fourty p.m.
i don't want the winter to come again

i would like to watch the fireworks tonight. but i'm not because the only person to watch them with is my mom. that makes me a horrible person.

i wonder what will happen a year from now. will i still know you? will we still be friends? or enemies? this coming school year is my last and it makes me really think if i'll actually care if i ever talk to some of the people i go to school with ever again after it's all done.

i kind of hope i don't have any classes with people i know this year. though, that's unlikely.

maybe i just don't want to let go of this summer. it's been the best so far. though, i'm pretty sure last weekend had everything to do with it.

apr�s - vers l'avant

bout cinq...
ate pm - 2013-01-09
2012-12-02 - 2012-12-02
won a.m. - 2012-11-16
long cold nights - 2012-10-30
drowned dreams - 2012-10-30

lame