that someone is actually going to be reading this, let alone visiting this
pathetic site that i only update because i'm either a)grounded or, b)like
tonight, where there's so much fucking ice outside that no one can drive
anywhere. neither of those two happen more than twice a year.
these are the nights where i wish one of my friends lived on
my street so i could just walk over. reminds me of the good old
days...anyways. its february. more specifically, the day after
valentines day. but that day is over and that's all that matters.
i got through the day without one tear and i did receive one flower.
so, not all was lost. alls that i ask is that you please just at aleast
glanceat my creative writing poems and that you just take two minutes
out of your toobusyforme day and sign my guestbook 'cause it would honestly
make my year. thanks. -lauren
