so bad. so immoral.

yep!
that's me.
IMMORAL.


going to sleep now :/

SHOULD.

i should feel terrible.
i should fix this.
i should be saying what i need to say.

i should NOT be going out today with him...

i should probably not have posted this on the internet.

'should' being the key word.

Thump.

The wind whistled furiously through the trees, sending the leaves downward to the streets. A girl and boy walked to the coffee place two blocks away. The forceful wind caused the girl's short hair to fly in every direction, but that was not what bothered her, it was the how the gusts had the ability to blow into her eyes, she felt as though it was slicing her.
"Ow, the wind is hurting my eyes." She complained as she threw her arms in front of her face.
"Then close them silly" They both giggled at the boy's response.
"Now how do I see where i'm going?!" She exclaimed.
"I'll lead you." he replied as though it were obvious.
"Mmkay." She smiled and with eyes still closed, put her right hand on his shoulder.
Within about fifteen steps, the boy put his own right hand on hers and dragged it down to his arm. The girl linked her arm around his, assuming that it was what he was going for, but was surprised when he grabbed at her hand with his and laced their fingers together.
With her eyes closed, she was afraid that he would see the blush that was obviously spread across her face as it began to feel warm.
They walked in the midst of blowing wind, listening to only the sounds of leaves dancing, until the peaceful girl heard a noise in her head.
"Thump, thump, thump"
At first she wondered where said noise was coming from, then it hit her like a drunk truck driver. Just then she noticed the sound was coming from her heart, as it beat like a freaking bongo drum. Faster and faster, the beating sped.
They came to a halt and she opened her sore eyes to see that they had appeared at their destination.
Quiet and smiles were shared until he broke the silence,
"So, medium double double?"
she blushed as he remembered what coffee she drank.
"Yeah" she replied, but internally she swore,
"Fuck. Why is it so loud?"
"thump"
"thump"
"thump"
"thump"
_____________________________________
...*sigh*

only partly fictional.

Get out

This is our business, don’t want your two cents.

You don’t understand this confusion’s immense.

Just leave us alone as we go through this change,

You’re making it worse, my thoughts now deranged.

This is our business, no way is it yours,

Pretend you don’t see it, completely ignore.

You can’t read my mind, or peer in my soul,

Get out of our business have some self control.

This is our business, don’t make me shout,

Get out.

Get out.

Get out.

Get. Out.

written by me..

my ship.

i hope you're aboard.

sorry if you think that i'm in the wrong.

greattt.

JUST when i was thinking 'Oh! this isn't going to be a problem at all!'


it becomes a problem again :/

KIM POSSIBLE? honestly?