to start it off maybe i should add that i just woke up from one
by the way it's halloween, i don't know if i wanna say happy halloween because personally i think that's pretty weird (don't ask?) but HEY i'm the great pumpkin
okay right now, it's 7:16pm i would've napped longer but i woke up because my throat hurt and just about everything hurt so it was a sign that i had to take medicine again yuck.
i think i'd like to go outside because the cold is nice but i don't want to seem insensitive to the little children who might look for candy i might give them oreos
well up until now you're probably thinking—
"okay well she's not talking about naps as much now, she's just talking about halloween"
—and while you MAY be right fret not, because as you know i never really stay on one topic for long i never really stay anywhere, for long
okay but anyways i woke up to the bright light glowing off my face from the t.v that i forgot to turn off
and the sound of my father's voice saying something and i subconsciously got up and answered and walked out of the room but i don't remember what he said or what i said
when i opened my eyes i was just there standing up in the hallway and it wasn't like sleepwalking i mean i guess so but i was half aware i was speaking and moving but i was still asleep
because i got a new room the set up is different i can open this window (there are two) and can easily just slip out onto the roof
the next time you're here i'd like to try the next time you're here.. next time.. i'm getting ahead of myself hoping for something that isn't written yet
we are the authors of our story and i know that you know that we are some damn good authors
remember i told you that i—
"live for the angst"
—and how you always said the things you knew i'd like to hear
congratulations, our story was one with more than enough angst should i really be saying "was" when talking about us, about you? it makes me feel like i'm talking about you past tense, which i am but you still exist, so you are present tense as well
truly though, things have happened, things are happening, things will happen, and it will go down in history
maybe not the kind of history you learn about in school that you kind of fall asleep in the middle of and not the kind that, that one creepy kid you know has to clear so much cause nasty
but the kind that's shared among the selected few our own little history—
—MAKE IT OR BREAK IT BAB(AAAAA)Y!!!!
sorry, it was just in my head
but yeah
my hearteu
you made it go bOom you make it go bAm
yours truly
— janica ; 7:35pm
p.s here's what i was talking about
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