Tuesday, March 18, 2008
all i need is you Lord
I've so much to say to you
contrary to your thinking, i'm not 'alright'.
want to make me feel better?
I don't think so.
actions speak louder and
words are just aching to bring meaning.
Your actions scream 'I just don't like you very much.'
I get upset, run away
look behind and there's no one
chasing me.
Why don't you tell me what's on your mind?
cos i'll bet it's empty,
like how you make me feel when you tell me
you don't like me any more, any less
and i thought there was more to you then
retardedness and an easy target
looks to me now you don't need saving
cos you're all smiles, carefree, insensitive.
The picturesque of immaturity
so maybe, i'll hold out for another hero.
church camp was awesome, at least to me. it was so great being around my closest friends for 4 consecutive days, seeing them first thing in the morning and right before i sleep, anticipating a new morning of activities and happiness.
talking till 4 am (rachel&abbie!), sneaking away from the prowling adult advisors.
the feeling of power for being second in command, haha.
There were ups and there were downs but if i could go through it one more time, i'd treasure every second of it and say what i really want to say instead of just keeping everything in my head.

some weird leaf with spindly stuff growing out of it
flower ball!
'yummy' food

scenery from my breakfast table

thirsty people

breakfast

grooving out

the cutest vibrator ever

abrah

look who hates peanuts..

looking cool
happy angry happy
role call for small chubby boys
lawrah
the cheerleader

ryrah (that's julian's freakishly big hand.)
we're so exciting

'whose balls are these'

ryan took a picture of his weird eye..
i dont get this picture either
chrissy
no one lays a finger on theryan_93
lawrah2
lets poke corpses
(4:59 AM)