If I still wrote and had poetry notebooks this song would be in it. Its sad that I no longer write. Its not that I don't have the desire to, I just have no will to. I'm terrified/and certain of the fact that anything I write would be shit.
I'm writing this at Rock Valley College. How lame is that? Bored as hell. Waiting for class to start. I enjoy Environmental Biology. The subject makes me feel stupid but the teacher is funny.
I was a happy little girl last night. A note! Such a simple act, but at least I am/was in your thoughts. Its something so small,but I will treasure it.
I'm very scared of what will come of this. I know I am not prepared for the consequences. I should really stop, but God almighty I cannot help myself.
In a word, irresistible.Dangerously so.