Runaway

If you are to ever run away from home..and get on a plane. Run away to this place. I will be there shortly.

And we will runaway and be there one day to the place where our hearts lay. The place we will have no worrys and just sleep away those long lost days. So meet me there in our hiding place. Far far away. and we will go on with the new like we are supposed to do. In our hiding place. We will stay in the sand all day and watch the crashing waves. Cause this is our hiding place. Don't worry we will be safe cause we will act in different ways. In our hiding place.                                                               

I will never

Pass. I just have to face it. No matter what I do it will not happen. One time. Two time. Three time. Four time. And it will probably be the same four more times. I try and try and try. I guess I'm just a hopeless case.

Drip drip

The sound of my blood falling into the empty bag. Slowly filling up. The lose of feeling in my arm. The itchyness of where the needle is poked into my skin puncturing my vain. The cold sensation my arm felt while drawing blood. The slow creeping pain of my hand having no energy no way to move anymore. All to help a person in need. I gave blood today. It felt pretty good.

Drunken phone calls

I love getting that late night drunken phone call from my best friend. Not being able to understand what the fuck she is saying. And yet we laugh our ass's off. Whispering, making her laugh, hearing the sounds of her drooling, and yet I still love the girl. Even if she is so gross, you gotta love the girl. She's so funny when you hear her saying "Tell so and so who your texting that I'm drunk too and I am the ed at the end of buzzed." Whatever that means haha. Mumbling on and on and on about nothing. Talking about how these 25 year olds bought her drinks while she was at this belly dancing thing with this mormon mom who was MCing it. "Olivia you should have been there you would have flipped there were so many hot girls." Haha thanks Marissa. Well as she falls into a comma quickly falling into oblivion of slumber. Sweet dreams Mariss. I love you.

Butterflies

You know when you get butterflies cause your excited. And they feel so awesome. And you smile smile smile. And you tell everyone why this is happening. Your mood is so on top of the world, and you feel like you can run for miles. I love being so happy. I had a splendid day. And something made it even better then it was. I love those days where you just feel invincible. It's the best. Hanging out with your best friend all day. Just relaxing. Nothing bad happened at all today. Nothing went wrong. Just the rain beating down my favorite. I hope i could fall asleep to the sound of the rain tonight.

Valentines

                                       




Well I had a spectacular valentines day. I surprised my best friend and made her happy. Made up a song off the top of my head about her perfectness of being a friend. She cried. I laughed and then we went out to breakfast togeths. Then to a thrift store. Also rocked out to our theme song and kissied. I love her so so so so much times a million. I am such a great friend. Haha brought her candys and cakes and gum. Yay. Best valentines day ever!.

piterpat

I wish I could get out of 5th period and actually want to stay for lunch or that i could stop by for a few minutes before I have to leave. I want things back to the way they used to be. I want the weird awkward unsocial group back. Like old times just siting there talking about odd and unusual things that no one else in their right mind would talk about. I want to sit there and when the bell rings say not it so I don't have to pick up the trash even though I would end up picking it up. I want my friends! If only if only....

SCOOBADOOBA

I needs a new job NOW! I hate Daphnes Greek Fucking Cafe. The management sucks ball sacs. So I am putting  in my two weeks in about a week or so. I am so happy cause I hates it there.

Blah Blah Blah. I need shit to do. I needs more money cause I has none!!!

BOOOOOO 

4 DAY WEEKEND!

I know this pretty rave girl.

Feeling vibrations. Explosion of sound. The smell of sweat. Flashing lights changing from one color to another. Breathing hard. Feet throbbing. New friends. My favorite DJ's. I miss the random people. The bright and crazy clothes. The skimpy almost nude girls running around. Clacking of kandy. Trading bracelets one right after the other. Blinding colors of the elaborate kandy bracelets. Clouds of smoke. People piled up against the walls creating cuddle puddles. Exchanging of names. The rave scene. Some people are scared of it I am inthralled by it. Mesmorized by every little thing that happens there. I love it. I find it so interesting, so fun, and so addicting. It's like a drug. You can't get enough of it. Instead of doing ecstasy or dropping acid I dance on the packed dance floor till they turn the lights on and kick everyone out. I love the stories I hear from different people. How someone got their rave name. What their first rave was. How many raves they have been to. The need to go to the next rave. Itching and scratching to buy the next ticket. I miss that scene. I miss it all. How sweet it is. Next. I am exploding with excitement.  Here I come.

100% pure child

You know what realizations are fun. I have just realized that hm I am 100% pure child. I sit around watching spongebob, chowder, mr.meaty, ratatouille, monster house, and more cartoons. I love cartoons it's a problem. I love neopets. Beany babies. It's funny how much I adore childish things. I wish I could frolic through disneyland, universal studios, and six flags all day. Sometimes I wish I was in the cartoon spongebob it's my favsie. Oh how I wish I could stay in footie pajamas all day eat cereal and watch spongebob all day long. Dream big. Dream Big...