SEVENTEEN. a luscious mix of curiosity and imagination. Music is an eargasm. Words are fucking beautiful. Pictures kill your soul. Take what you have and love it.
June 7, 2009
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It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why..
it don’t matter anyhow.
One of my friends, now a senior, told me he had a crush on me freshmen year. It was cute that he told me on his last day of school but I never knew when I was a freshmen, like usually you’d get hints but he was just a buddy yannoe? Oh man and he told me when I was a freshmen I was pretty much up the scale and I lowered as each year came along. That pretty much got me thinking and now I don’t know whether to regret my choices or just live with it. I can’t really learn from this being that highschool is pretty much over.
