that's how you make it hot.

time for an update, bb. one of my best friends wrote something absolutly heartwarming and hilarious about me on her xanga, so i'm gonna come back with something for her. her name is sam walls. she always seems to be in a good mood and she always seems so be smiling about something. if she's not, i can always bring up something that happened maybe YEARS ago, and she will start laughing. we both got diabeties around the same time when we were six, and that's what brought us together. we keep each other in line. she's always been there for me no matter what, and i love her for that. we have so many inside jokes, it's insane! we have been going to camp little shot for like 10 or so years now and we've learned to stay away from bikes and guys named nick. :] iluhyouh samasaurous.

now for the regular stuff.

a person doesn't have to be
perfect to be exactly what you need.

You're the best thing that's happened to me.
Don't make me regret saying that.

Is she broken? Maybe.
Does it hurt? Like hell.

I was born with an enormous need for affection
and a terrible need to give it.

i'm glad i changed for the better, but i'm not the best person you'll ever meet.

things don't happen for a reason

festival was amazing. we sang ave maria and elijah rock and got superiors.

and at the end of the day, you've got to focus on the forces that bring you together, not the forces that seperate you.

sometimes, whether you did something,
or did nothing, its just as bad.
                                        + the hills

i kind of always knew you were looking for a little faith. most days i think you still are.

a twist in my story

i get to meet my best friend for the first time this summer. he is so amazing.

i'm not going to let you know, but you make life worth it.

i miss you. whenever something funny happens, i want to tell you.

sweetie, i'm over you.
now i think it's time
you got over yourself.

to kill a mockingbird

i've come to realize that if it weren't for the distance, i would already be with the person who is perfect for me.

who are you to judge the life i live? i'm not perfect and i dont live to be. but before you start pointing fingers,
make sure your hands are clean. -bob marley

i flipping love fosters home for imaginary friends.

i might turn into an icon site.

i'm not happy anymore.
i'm hurt and torn apart.
i don't know what to do with this mess i call life.

i miss you and i have been missing you for a while.