Oh dear.

boys boys boys.
when it rains, it pours.
and boy-howdy, its raining men.
Hallelujiah?

last night.

Ehhhh...this is so strange.
all of the sudden, when orions coming back, all of this new crazy stuff is happening.
GOD DAMN YOU, HORMONES.
(or should i say.. whore-moans.)
babababa.

i just know not what to do.
sigh...being a girl teenager is hard.
but fun. ;)

Rant

Dear Humans.
i don't know if you realize it, but i dont care what you or anyone else thinks about me.
so what if im a secret hippie?
that i would rather spend my time laying in a field talking about love than at home watching "The Hills."
i dont think you are fully aware of who i am or what i am capable of.
but do not ever get in my way.
i am one who is kind.
i am nice, i am loving.
but do not EVER fuck with me, for i have a load of rage.
and i can be the BITCH OF ALL BITCHES.
or i can be a kindred heart, one who will coddle and love you.
no matter who you have killed.
unless it is my dear, sweet heart, Olivia.
she is my best friend, my sister at soul.
and you fuck with her, you treat her bad...
YOU GET THE BEAST.
you've seen me "kiss or kill",
now forget the kiss part.
by the by...
i have decided that i am done.
it hurts, and i am so in love with how it used to be, but it cant be that way anymore.
life goes on, you know?
i just hope that in the future, i meet people who will respect who i am and what i do.
because without respect, there is no love.
and without love, what the shit are you doing on this earth?