Sunday, March 15, 2009

Those 5 seconds,

smelled like summer.

--edit--

I'm starting an art journal. Anger, sadness, love, happiness, mixed into a collection of leafy pages.

A girl that I don't know too well said it the best the other day:
there are girls that have friends and boyfriends and smile too much without knowing why, but we are not those girls; we keep a trusted few and the rest come and go, we hold temp lovers just for the sake of breaching the gap, and when we do smile we make sure it's damn worth it.

1 comment:

cynthiaaa ! said...

we get it you're starting an art journal.. JK you're so coool <3