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I have a boyfriend.
Mhm, He loves me, I love him.
Somehow I feel closer to my friend then ever before.
Oo, Coming to school doesn't feel like a chore.
Happiness is summer being so close.
Ah, Everything feels right, even the bad.
Perhaps it's that I'm driving, and it gets easier and more fun every time.
Perhaps it's that there's a whole summer of music to look forward to.
Yep, I love waking up in the morning.
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I am piss broke.
My trip to Europe? Still not paid off.
Something tells me that everything will blow up in my face.
Oh, my physics mark, please rise.
Why did I get a minus in math class today?
Only I could worry over the small things.
Really though, I still wonder who genuinely likes me.
Reality seems sort of hazy; oblivious to what's around me.
I'm just in a fog, a good fog though.
Every fog reduces visability though.
Despite how careful you drive, you could always crash.
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hidden messages indeed, first time allison has ever titled her blog.
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