18
My first tatoo
another piercing, two
one on my ear
the other on my body
long trips to nowhere
no set plans
following the wind-
soaking up sunshine,
skinnydipping-
bonfires on summer nights
and a shared cigarette.
New people, new places
left behind or forgotten
making the best
of the worst.
Kissing the night sky
sleeping on the hood
hoping always
for the light
of tomorrow.
Why is it that I look perfectly good in person
but in photographs i look like an ugly mess? ughhh. the camera hates meeee.
I am just sooo stressed.
I really want Kyle to come over tomorrow. But my dad’s surgery is tomorrow and Im hoping and pleading that he will be in a good mood so that we can hang out. We havent seen each other for a week and it’s killing us. I need to see him. I need to hug him and kiss him and talk to him and see his face. I want him soooo badly. Im just hoping my dad will be generous.
