nothing on but the radio

...feels like summertime to me

anyway.


always, I swear.
Like picking out the clothes, I never quite know which face to wear

She warned me, they scorned me

Only the Lord can truly see, and I hope, I hope that help me, he will.

I cannot wait until my 18th, how exciting...

I wonder if she'll remember....
I'm scared she does, but doesn't care