ma ligne de chance

ah, oui
pierrot le fou has taken over my winter
college is around over there             somewhere
vacation. wharold- j'ai vu ce que t'avait ecrit. tu me manques garcon

what is it that i want
to do, accomplish.
yoga ladies say breathe, focus on that
mais ma tete, ne peut pas


ici
les aventures d'une fille folle.

aussi, l'universite m'a dit
oui.

ringing it in.

"hahahha you are such a bitch rachel, you can't say that ."
i don't mean to be, i need to filter. i hate the fact that i don't. am I really honest or rude or both?



alex is leaving for brazil but I can't see him until he comes back next year; he's me best fraynd and i'm gonna find out whether I got into college december 25 and he won't be here for me to talk to. What am I gonna do?
et alone i am again.

B&n2

b&n round 2 , tori parham
smells of cough-ee
hershey kiss
give me something nice
writing..
--
poetry?  hah! no, a critque.
but alas, the confusion has settled in
and i am more afraid
then anything
because what happens
if i ruin it?