Angel

Pretty Much

It's like when you're driving up a hill straight at the sun and you can't see anything but the lines on the road, but it's ok because it feels like you're going somewhere bright, far away.

3rd from left

Told you I was short.

Homecoming

So I bought this amazinggg
cream-colored dress on modcloth for homecoming dance.
I'm accesorizing with silver but as far as makeup goes I think I'm going to do heavy black smoky eye and nude pink lips, just to keep it balanced.
Hair in messy curls.
Like a princess, only messier and less good.
But beautiful.
My last Homecoming Dance. Ever.

Real World, Here I Come

I'm starting to realize that
I've finally reached the big leagues, I guess.
It's like everything leading up to this year has been
a path just set down for me...
But in a few months the path ends and separates into a million
tiny little choices
And everything matters so much right now.
No one's telling me what to do,
or urging me on.
(Well, some people are telling me not to pick Berkeley, because I might turn into a liberal. Whatever.)
But it's down to me now.
It's my choice,
it's my life.
College?
Major?
Career?
Life.
It finally matters
And as scared as I am
I'm so, so ready.

I don't understand

Where are you?
My soul mate?
You must be out there somewhere.
You're the reason I'm here.
But I can't find you.
I can't find anyone.
It's not even fog
just nothingness.
Where are you?
Why do I have to wait?
Why do I love you so much when I've never even met you?

Oh, screw it

I'll never ask a boy anything that involves emotional vulnerability again.
I'm done with being walked on at the hands of jerks.
Ask me or forget it.
What do you have to lose, anyway?