Live like there's no tomorrow, die pretty..

*SHe waNTs TO fly AwAY but RaTHer Than Run, she'LL sTAY and HavE SomE FuN..*
In /some aspects of life, things are looking extremely UpWArD. I saw some -old friends- today, brought me great JOY. I'm not completely sure, but I ~do~ believe I'll be where I've wanted to be for So LoNG NOw. It doesn't even feel like it would happen, But I think it IS happening. A =slight= chance to rekindle the []beautiful[]summer[].

()on a different note() another section of life isn't going so well. It seems something magnifiscent has ended, slipped right out of my grasp and I don't even know exactly where it went. Infact, I haven't heard word from you in days. I suppose I should take a hint, but it just doesn't seem real. Where did I go wrong, I couldn't tell you.

The leaves will be soon turning, fall upon us..me..I..you were beautiful. Everything, every word that slipped out off your tounge was as if it was well-thought out, pre-planned, and to know it wasn't..you..you took my breath away..

And now, here alone..begging the darkness of my room for something more..I turn cold..I believe this girl has been broken..That's what they'll say..
That's what they'll say..