i seriously don’t understand teenagers. it doesn’t matter that i am one, because some are just plain… dumb? insane? rude? all three? im not even sure what word to use. anyway i was walking home, when i passed the busses. for some reason ( still unknown to me) a boy desides it would be fun to pound on the window and yell “F-you blablabla..”( im not sure what he said)
so i promply turn, smile and yell back “have a great day!”
today i have again realized that i should be who i am and not fall to society, because it is what i want to be, not some lame jerk-wad who wants to pick on quiet girls. the boy was confused because he thought i would try to insult him back or just continue walking i guess. What the reason for his confusing i hope he finds himself someday as well.
Sabrina- I love bbb
I wring out my heart from its beating form so it can be convenient black and white form that I give a sail to, so it may be able to deliver my message to you. It’s frail size couldn’t possibly suggest the deep gouge it left in my plain dry body. Sent to such a forgiven land my new heart feels vulnerable and naked being shoved around for days, then left on your cold doorstep patiently waiting for your arrival. With its mission done its structure is finally giving away, and falls apart. Leaving me to piece together our broken bonds.
I love my books that tempt me to walk through the crowded halls while i read it. Running a risk of toppling down stairs and walking into walls. Temptation so sweet to slide back into my mystical land.