Wanting and Having are Two Very Different Things

I want
I wantIwantIwantIwantIwantwantwant
If I say I want a icecream I can go on knowing I'll eventually get an icecream.
I want somebody who makes me happy.
There.
Now it's only a matter of time

Bring on the tide...

I wish life were like the ocean. Yes, the waves will push you in every direction and your feet will blemish the sand but in real life the tide isn't going to wash all of your crazyness away...

I wish I could be myself around hot guys. I always tell myself to be cool. He's just another dude, after all. But when wave after wave of handsome calm, cool and collected push you and turn you around. What the fuck are you supposed to do? You get one night. One night to make an impression. I sure did make an impression all right but I'm not sure if it was quite the impression I wanted to convey. I just sat around all night asking myself where the cool, confident Alex went because all I see is a girl word-vomiting all over an Abercrombie model.

P.S. I love you

I wonder how it feels to think you love somebody but they tell you "No, no. Sorry, actually you don't" and you never talk to them again. I sure as hell hope it doesn't happen to me but this summer I've been on the opposite end...

"Dear, Alex
Sorry I was weird around you. But I'm Just shy around you. I don't know how to say...this without Being weird. So I'm Just going to say it...I'm...I Love you. I know this is very creepy. That I'm telling you this through a paper. I could have told you in person. But I find it Rude to saythis infront of your friend. Kelsie And if youare wondering why I find it Rude it's Because, I don't wan't to Be a *problem in your friend ship with Kelsie."

your friend

Mike Calhoun
MiKe calhoun

ps. If you don't feel the same about this Lovly feeling then don't worry about hurting mine...or we could Be Just friends.



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*what I mean By Problem I mean causing Jealisy

Wicked Annoying.

What's with the word "wicked" up here? I'm thinking there's this game I'm not in on where you try to say it in regular conversation as often as possible. The person who uses it most while sounding the least ridiculous wins. There is no other word in the english language used nearly as often as "wicked" is in New England. Camaaaan New Englanders, expand your vocabulary.

And they lived happily ever after...

I can't wait. I cannot wait for my life to start! I can't wait to be the new girl, I can't wait to go to college, I can't wait to party, I can't wait to fall in love, I can't wait to get married. I can't wait to mean something to somebody.


You know, I'm beginning to realize I just can't sit around waiting for something amazing to happen to me; I need a plan. I can be anything I want in the world - there is no such thing as "can't" when you're still as young as I am. I want to first figure out what I want to be. Legitimately, seriously, sit down and figure it all out realistically but in a perfect world, I'd go to college for something completely badass and adventurous like _____(I can't think of anything at the moment)_____ where i would meet an extremely rich, adventurous and handsome man. We'd fall in love while doing tons of amazing things like skydiving near Mt.Everest, becoming pro white water rafters and rafting on the most intense rivers in the world, helping people build communities in foreign countries, visiting the pyramids, going on a safari and wrestling a crocodile, taking a three month trip backpacking through Europe and camping and hiking in extremely minimal conditions. Our whirlwind romance would lead to an engagement with an amazingly expensive ring which would lead to a tasteful but large spring wedding in a charming church with the reception held in a perfectly manicured garden brimming with every color of flower imaginable. We would leave extremely happy lives in our many houses in many countries. Never wanting for anything. We would have two gorgeous children that look mostly like him with only my most attractive features tossed in. The first would be a boy with dark hair(like him) and the second would be a girl born almost exactly two and a half years later with blond hair (like me). They'd grow up in the states only a little sheltered and become wealthy fun-loving people. My aged but still handsome husband and I would live out the last of our lives in either France or Italy still hopelessly in love and oh-so content. The end

the draft that made me laugh

My birthday was yesterday. 16. Sweet, sweet sixteen. Why can't every day be my birthday? Everybody's extremely nice and nobody says "no". My wish was kinda like that. I want to meet someone who gives me that every day of my life.

Warpedtourwarpedtourwarpedtour!!! Three days

cristiano ronaldo is hot!

Homeless

Geesh. Tears are pouring down my face. I didn't even feel them fall. I'm freaked out. I feel so unimportant. All of our stuff fits in two storage rooms and the things I actually need can be put into two backpacks that are in the trailer we're towing. The city is nolonger mine. Before this I never considered St. Petersburg one of my possessions but now that it's gone my homelessness is crashing down on me. Will the next city truly be mine?