tap tap tap your toes to the beat

this is the blog where no one will ever come and read it.

and i think I like it that way.

i am a silly little quiet girl who doodles on her black converse with black sharpie and admires them in the dim fluorescent lighting.

i am also a poet. in training.
well, a teenage poet, which means i write crap poetry and then laugh at my attempts to be profound.


names have been changed to protect the innocent.


so, ducks.
what do you want to know?

things about me
I draw hearts on my knuckles during fifth period.
I think my best friend is the most wonderful person in the world, and yet feel absolutely no attachment to him at all.
I pretend I'm different and groovy, but really i'm the same as any other contradictory high schooler.
I like listening to pop punk and faux emo bands.
My two favorite songs in the whole world are "Lover I Don't Have To Love" by Bright Eyes (oh, take me away, Conor Oberst) and "The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage" by Panic! At The Disco.
Contrary to popular belief, I am not a slut.
My father can go jump into the Mississippi for all I care.
The boy who got me into music is now not talking to me for no reason.
I hate my school.
I cry too much.
i miss The Liar, The Prude, and The Sisters Who Aren't Really Sisters.
I fear that I will go my whole life without ever being in love.




and now the secret of the week: Revolver met his current girlfriend when they got off their asses drunk and had unprotected sex. thinking that she was pregnant, he asked her out.

and now they're in love.