i had so much fun with you.
im sitting here folding laundry. instead of being out in the summer sun. enjoying the miserable heat. im starting school in about three weeks and i want to rip my hair out. thinking of how dull this summer has been is like dragging me in mud while im wearing a beautiful silk white dress.
my favorite was our shampoo out burst at walgreens.
remember how you useto take me swimming? out in the burbs? it was never with permission but you werent afraid to get crazy.
i miss that. you being crazy. no one dares to be dangerous with me. it sucks that fun is becoming a fantasy instead of something tangible.
i wish i could txt you. just to talk about anything. call you and laugh.  hear your voice.
if only wishes came true with the blow of a candle. or flip of a coin into a foutain.
give me a spell book so i can bring you to life. PLEASE!