Perfect mess.

That’s what you called me. And you couldn’t have been more right. I am everywhere, all the time. I do things that I shouldn’t be doing. Why? I don’t know… Should I know? I used to be cleaver, I used to be smart and I used to be pretty. Did it all go away because I said so? Did it go away just because you happened? You came in and stole my life, and never gave it back. And you are supposed to be my father figure. But its you a feel sorry for, its you that have my pity and I feel for you.

I’m finally done with my Spanish. Finally!! Took some time and some late nights. But its done.

Sleep over at Anna’s tomorrow. Baking, talking and laughing. Just the way it should be.

Sun came out today, and the sky turned blue. I even smelled spring, when I was biking home from school, it hit me. Spring is here and I can smell it! I saw the flowers for the first time and the trees are starting to get green. Oh spring!



Everybody has something they have to leave behind
This is know, but I still cant find ways to let you go