May 2010
shepreachespoetry:
And so you remembered my name. Your lips played with it as the sound rolled off your tongue and resounded in your mouth. It was such a lovely tune. I wish you could sing it to me but for now, I must wait for your next hello.
I’m really exhausted. I wonder if i even have the right to be. I procrastinate, sleep late, watch videos on my ipod; no wonder my grades are bad. But seeing everyone around me score sky-high grades. its no wonder my self esteem has taken a huge toll.
Let’s call her She. She’s tall, pretty, has amazing grades, skinny, wide social circle, quirky in the most adorable way. Basically,...
