a tale of two, spilt in half. the love was unconventionally...

broken in half, split at the mouth.

summer's deathbed comes tonight. school starts tomorrow, how un-fucking-excited i am. i get to spend it with kelly though, she is my better half, my red/orange hair half i might add.

i was reading a mr. peter wentz's blogspot. it made me truely [sp] realize it. i spend my time writing on computers. why am i wasting my life away? i could be out enjoying more things. i do love the computer, but whjy express my true self on this damn thing? i should express it in a, active way?

but i'm stupid and don't. forgive me in advance. my heart skips a beat when i see you, true love doesn't last, either does true friendship. wedie anyways, so what does it matter? who are we here to impress? why do we try? we all end up 6 feet under or cremated, and the ones who lived life to the fullest are reincarnated again and again. yes, i am sharing my beliefs, get over it.

i must say. i do, love my lifeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

truefucking love, stay gold. <3