Thinking about it...

I probably do have a personality disorder.

Boom, Shake, Drop.

I'm not much of a blogger.

I don't think I'll be able to handle it.

I wish I was born a few years earlier.

Or maybe, I shouldn't have gotten involved with kids a few years older than me.

I've lost bonds with my fellow peers , I don't know if I'm going to be comfortable rekindling them.

I feel like I'm on a different level, not as in maturity or that I'm better then them.

I can't explain it, I can't explain anything. :p stupid.

They annoy me, enough said.

Being stuck in Fauquier County for two more years is two years too long. Losing everyone that I've shared my life with for these past years/ months/ days.

Everyone's so boring, shallow, narrow-minded.

Class of 2011, get on my level.

I'm two cups in my coffee break,

My shit's all over the place.

I hardly sleep.

Bring me summer,

I want to breathe again.

Murphy's Law,

Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.

I've drank about 1250 mL of water today, I'm feeling hydrated. 

Currently listening to Amy Winehouse.

I'm feeling blue, not sure why though. I wish there was more people I could rely on these days. 

Freaking Grease rehearsal tomorrow! BAH.

Getting my haircut Saturday, them prom, then I don't know.

I'm fabulous, just saying. Hah. :)

grown.

Why haven't some people grown up yet.

Nobody cares about your ignorant trash names you have for them.

You're all asses, enjoy yourselves. <3

Aphrodite;

The goddess of love, lust, and beauty.

The world is slowing making a U-turn underneath me.

Olivia and I have been discussing the fact that all of our friends are going to be leaving this year and moving onto bigger and better things.

We've concluded that we grew up too fast, we hung out with kids older than us as freshmen, we left our friends, we traded lifestyles of sport events/ day dates/ and slumber parties for late nights filled with subconsciousness.

We witnessed things many 14 and 15 year olds have yet to witness.

We know the tips and tricks of not puking all over yourself but pacing.

The hazy mornings are now easily dealt with, and we don't even have to mention how shitty we feel.

Innocence doesn't have a place or time.

It was a rush, that is clotting. 

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Life will probably be different next year, the feeling of being one step ahead...