

Wednesday.+ It was Wednesday,Wednesday.
and I was staying home from school because I had some form of the flu.
I was over the flu.
It was Wednesday and I had to write a report on a book that I only read half of.
I liked the movie better.
It was Wednesday and when I ate an apple slice, the juice burned my throat.
I've never liked green apples.
It was Wednesday and I read a poem about wet-triangle eyelashes and dark glowing eyes.
My lungs felt tight as I read the last words.
It was Wednesday and after I read that poem I did a handstand against my w


granny cap.So there's this kid. And he's a little weird, a little negative. But so are you, so it really doesn't matter.granny cap.
And you've never really noticed him before, like he was there, but so what? But the point is you see him now. And you think his hair is really cool. And the dark rings under his eyes make him look appealingly tragic and brooding. And when he does that weird spazzy thing it's kind of hot.
So anyway, one of your friends knows him. And one day she mentions you. He doesn't know who you are. She persists; "You know, that one girl..with the brown hair?" &n
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"Ich hab' kein Geld, Meister!" <- Gunnar, du bist mein absoluter Lieblings-Waldschrat!
How are you?
And, thank you for the watch.<33
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I saw you shoot that deer, my dear.
no problem.
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Sticking feathers in your butt does not make you a chicken.
Just trying to get through the year.
How are you?
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I saw you shoot that deer, my dear.
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