Gag Gag Gag

I think I'm in love.
And I know that I'm young
and being a tad bit crazy but
I think I'm in love.
And I know that it's possible
that I don't know what I'm talking about but
I think I'm in love.
And I know that I haven't met
so many people and there's still so much to live but
I think I'm in love.

Hello future me

I feel weird. Being at try-outs and seeing 20 freshman girls, lined up behind me, and looking up to me.
Because then I remember; that was me not too long ago. Timid. New. Unexperienced. Just 2 years ago. And in 2 years from now, it'll be me looking back at how I am this very second. 2 years away. That'll be me not too har down the road. Braver. Older. More experienced.
And it makes me wonder what I'm gonna take out of this time that I'm living right now.
I can't really answer it, but I just know I wanna make that me proud. And not just the me 2 years away, but the ones that's 20 years away, and 50 years away.

09-16

As my 'Golden Birthday' slowly approaches
I see even less of a reason
to celebrate a day
as silly as
growing old.

Ew

It's so annoying when people type with every other letter capitalized and symbols in place of letters.
Know what I mean?
So I'm thinking,
In the time it takes me to type 'You're a fucking dumbass' three times, you'll still be finishing up on:
!M 5o H00D.

I think more in the perspective of the 'big picture',
or I like to believe so anyway.
Sure. I think it'd be cool to have this monstrous house,
with a wrap around porch,
and a wooden swing set,
and a big bold yellow door,
but those details aren't necessary.

All that's really needed is you.
That's it.

Sorry friend.

Sometimes I just get so disappointed
and I don't know why.

I think I just like getting angry.
It makes life easy.