I can't stand when the morning comes, and the evening rain is still falling.

I absolutely hate it.

I hate it when I say your name everyday in a sentence.

I hate it when people pocket dial me.

I hate home.

I hate my biology teacher.

I hate it when people don't understand that I'm agnostic.

I hate it when good people don't curse.

I hate bras.

I hate acne.

I hate crying.

I hate it when I don't dream.

I hate my bus. So I walk home.

I hate periods.

And sometimes I hate you.

Why is it when I open up a good day, for some odd reason I have more to do and a lot to think about.

You want to know why my blog is so late? I slept as soon as I came home.

Yeah, I just now woke up. And I'll be up awhile.

The only thing that makes my day right now is food and the fact that kittens are so cute.

Right now, I'm craving tacos. I didn't poop today, and my stomach hurts. Sounds like a wonderful sign. 

Why is it that I pretend?

I pretend to be so smart, or so stupid.
I pretend I'm funny when nobody really laughs.

I pretend to be pretty when know man actually looks at me.

It's like I'm everything but.

And I still get all these false compliments.

Today, I thought about the way people change. The way people change because they don't like the way they were before. And it could be some small change and still can evolve that person dramatically.

I have never changed. I matured. I grew up. But the person I am is still the same.

I learned that people like it when you stay the same, but I'm staying the same for people. 

I'm staying the same for myself. I fear that I'll forget who I was. How I felt about my future, how I felt about my past.

Yes, I did some crazy shit. Yes, I did some stupid shit. And yes, I am only fourteen.

NO. I DIDN'T HAVE SEX. Pssh. Not that stupid. 

When I grow up I'm going to be an English teacher or a Kindergarten teacher.

My husband and I will own a music shop and sell music, instruments and other gears for your musical related items. We would also do music lessons.

We will build our own home on a flat piece of property we owned and purchased and it will be beautiful.

My husband and I will be in a part-time band together. 

And HE cooks instead of me.

We don't have children until I'm thirty.

We argue a lot, but we bare through it.

We don't vacation a lot, but we enjoy going out together.

And we're happy, most of the time.

Yes, I want this. Yes, I've always wanted this.

Yes, I remember this.

Truly, my day told me to shut the fuck up. Because it's not over for me. And even if my descriptive goal doesn't and obviously won't come true. I still know there is a lot more. 

 The song of the day. P.S. The song describes how I feel. A lot like the blog.

I have a new part of my blog. I will show a piece of clothing picture I enjoy and show it to you.

Lovely romper that looks bad on this lady and would look awesome with a yellow cardigan. 

Wow, that lady is ugly.