Shes not that one, he is

I had a little poem. But it got away from me. I would try and get away from me too.


Driving home this friday. Jackie, Alex and I all in my Saab. That will be fun. Ill escape chicago then after a week escape plymouth.

I have new things going on in chicago. Things seem fun. but thats scary. Fun and happy will leave. And that hurts. I would ask people to not hurt me ( i always want to say that "Hey, just dont hurt me, I know you dont want to, but you prob will, so just dont") But then I would be being unfair, because mainly its myfault they hurt me, or i just hurt me.


eck. blah blah. Give up. Right.