Something about a Bad Boy...

What is it about bad boys that is so damn alluring? I mean every girl who doesn't have the silly notion that they can change them, knows they will get hurt, knows that the boy is just trouble waiting to happen? But does that make the guy any less attractive? Does that make him any less alluring? Not in the least. So what is it, that makes them so damn irresistible?

Sweet 16

Crummy start...but ok so far...

EDIT: Sept. 12

Hi, so I'm 16 now.
And well my birthday was awesome. It turns out that my parents made their wedding dinner rehearsal a surprise birthday party for me. It was a lot of fun. Everyone knew, I couldn't believe I didn't find out. So it was awesome. But now that I'm 16, I've got ask; What's so great about this age? I mean it's the same as all the as all the years before it, pretty average.

P.S. Thanks Rafe.

Act my age...

I have never acted my age.
When I was little I acted older than my age.
Now I act too young.
I fear that someday soon, I'll have to start acting my age.
I fear that day's arrival.
It seems far too soon...

Lazy Toss Out...

So I just finished reading all your posts, that I had let pile up in reader. And as usually my thoughts are churning, and and keeping , me wired. Which is not good, at least at 3:10 in the morning when I should be snoozing. However because it is 3 something in the morning, I have a feeling my second wind (which usually kicks in between 11 and 2 AM) is about to let my fall on my butt anytime now. So I'm gonna make this quick. And sadly even though I have read your interesting, and amusing posts that had me actually generating thoughts that didn't involve fiction stories, geometry, how to avoid doing geometry, or how frustrating math in general is. My mind has whirled and whirled and lazily and wearily tossed out three things.

1) As I turn 18, I am getting a tattoo on my neck whether anyone (specifically my parents) approves of it or not.

2)If I do not get my shit together by tomorrow morning, I am going to have wasted my whole summer on a geometry class that I will have failed.

And

3) I must remember to finally write down my thoughts on the way written words affect people and how beautifully we weave them. Sometimes.

Currently my eyes are getting heavier with every word, so without further ado, goodnight...

No Nothings fly high...

I know almost nothing. Not even what I want.
So why is it sometimes, I feel as though I could take on the world?

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They say those who will do anything to achieve their ends, are those who have everything to lose, or nothing to lose. So what do you do, when your neither?

Not much...

I haven't posted in a while. Sorry. There's not much going on anyway, I do my math class and stay home. Not a very exciting summer. I'll hopefully have more to blog about when I get up there. Well Later. :)