I enjoy making him wait for me.
I get a kick out of watching him squirm.
No matter how many times I tell him.
Im just not that type of girl.
He puts his hands in his pockets.
Rejected.
No, its something he never expected.
He wants to be the first.
Dont wanna be the last to find out.
How does it feel?
Wasting your time on me?
I ask you to stop loving me,
But you never do.
Even if I want you to.
(Lets get set,
Watch the clock run out.
Its a race.
A chase.
Theres the finish line.)
I enjoy making him wish he were with me.
No, its a game I get the ultimate kick out of.
He tries to coax
wow.
i havent left a journal since september 5. am i lazy or what?
it was about starting school, yet just today i had graduation pictures.
oh the laziness.
anyway, check the gallery.
updated every few weeks cuz im a slow thinker.
school...three days...dammit!! not looking forward to that. my writings gonna come in much slower, and all that crappy work...this sucks. oh well.
hehehe...i'm homicidal!!!! (w00t!)