Shall I write more after that horrid display below? Do you think there could be any other answer besides “yes?”
Want me to tell you an embarrassing story? Ok, ok… But I’m afraid it’ll have to be in two parts. Alright, here goes…
Embarrassing Story: Part One
My junior year of high school, I met a guy named...
I really shouldn’t be taking the time to write here because my brother needs to be picked up at the Check-&-Ride, but I honestly feel like I ought to because I won’t have time later. I’m not going to think about what I’m going to say, I’m just gonna go and let whatever comes out,...
I want to be where there is no school, where there is no rain, where all I have to do is sing and play all day.
I want to be in San Diego.
