whenever...

I start to miss you I think of that picture of you holding a dead duck and then I dont miss you anymore. Just like that.

some random thoughts

..

hahah fuck all yall

all I know is:

I know who my real friends are.

everyone else, can just go away forever, I hate seeing you and all the shit it's came down to.

Goodbye, fake letter, fake you.

he

 like who he is, his personality, his goals and dreams, his maturity, his opinions and his intelligence. It's that feeling that you would do anything for him to notice you.

Just some thoughts

I don't like when people say "you live in OUR country you speak OUR language"

Because in the US, there are sooo many immigrants coming from ALL AROUND THE WORLD, when I can honestly say this only pointed towards mexicans and asian populations. So WHAT if they can't speak english? English is a difficult language and people should respect nationalities roots.

People come to the US for a better life, and sooner or later they will catch up on the english language, dont put your panties ina bunch.

just a thought

my thoughts

wonderful, I loved every moment. I  have never felt so loved by a person before, it was just.. wonderful. 

french is a beautiful language.

and westwood hills at night is just drop, dead gorgeous. 

that's all I can say, it was fun and :) 

 Relient K... I never thought you  would still be my favorite band for so  long, I love your music and I can't  stop listening to it. I hope you keep  making new music because of course,  I will be buying it.