...beyond it.

It's tough knowing that you don't have to be nice. That you can seriously do whatever the fuck you want, and no one can punish you for it.
Eh. Me? I'll hold myself to my own standard because of The Man, but I karma? Lala, nope.
Blaaaahh it's rough and tough!
It's like I'm the troublemaker in the children's classroom, but the teacher really likes me so She gave me the answers.

Uhhhh,
Rules and regulations... Nope. If you know me you know that I only do what I want. And on the other side of that, I'll do what I want. They're different, I promise.
No boundaries.
Well... Like, sssooommee, ya know, this is the Real World, but, as far as people-to-people interactions, altercations, disagreements, conflicts, I don't haaaave to act any way.
Errrgghh. I will, though. I like being nice.

It's just tough knowing the other side.


I like this side more, but I will fuck yer shit upppp. Hahhah, quote! Hmmm, IDGAF.

Yessss.

What's reality 

and what's a dream?


All I know is that I want you in both 


:D

Cleanin' out my closet.

Yup. 
And so far I've been reminded that---- I used to: 



be such a slut. 
match everyday 
love black boys 
journal helllla much 
care waaay to much about my clothing brands. 
be an alcoholic 
be a missionary. 
be super involved in the HS youth group 
read HELLLLA. Oh my gosh so many effing books. 
have waaay too many shoes and flip-flops 
never unpack after trips 
be in a gang called The Nastease (girls are still my BFFs and we had our own t-shirts) We were the Mean Girls :o Hahaha 
have a new cell phone like every few months 
be quuuiitte that star athlete. 
be a drug dealer 
cut. 
smoke cigarettes.
llllove the color blue 
take a lot of pictures  


ETC ETC. But, dang... So much stuff, GOODBYE. I want to only have what I need and use. The other stuff is going in the loft. Aka a few boxes of things I want to have for foreverrrrr. 
Mmmmm
Hello new room soon :D

Love, Live, Life, Proceed, Progress.

I'm not saying this to shake you up, I'm just saying this to wake you up.

If you don't love me, somebody.else.will.

Baby don't you ever get to comfortable

Don't you ever get to comfortable.

Lalala, comfortable. Platonic comfortability is what I'm talking about, I just like that song a lot.

Comfortability... Don't take anything for granted.

You wanted comfort, and here it is. Don't let it be blurred. Eyes Open.

"Don't I look at you like I see a new day?"

Hmm. Today's weather was a tease. It looked "chilly" but, nope. Still an oven. I'm excited for fall and for winter and for my lady coat.

Downtown living, mmmm. I can see it now. So brutal and so lovely.

Death Cab For Cutie

Aka Death Cab For You

My oh my how things change.

Room makeover. Hewwwooooo :D Hella sex.

I'm not in love with you

...but I'm in love with the way you move.

Yup. Simple as that. Nothing more, nothing less.

And I'm also in love with the way you do your hair.

And the way your eyes notice everything.

And the way you wear your jeans.

And your voice.

And your faces.

And how cute you look when you smile :) Ahhh sooo cute.

And how you're always so calm and mature.

And your car.

And your piercings.

And how you are Set. How you know what you like and what you want, how you know how you are.

But that's it, that's all I'm in love with. Simple as that. Nothing more, nothing less.

Oh and how when your name pops up on my phone, you make me FEEL.

But I swear that's all.

I'm the toughest thing to control, and yet, with you, I'm completely controllable. My constant disinterest falters with you. You keep my attention and you have control of me. You are the control to me.

But I swear that's all.