I didn't get any of those 7 calls you made last night. And this morning, I was in the shower getting ready to see you today at 7:41. Sorry :(
And I pray to the lord that you do not have work.
I just want to be with you :'(
I say of course God makes me, me. And the people I know. Meaning Matthew, Georgia, Mom and Dad.
And I am Joyce because of the way I walk, and the way I don't play sports. The way I hate rainy days, and how I can't listen to music and talk to Matt at the same time. I hide my face when ashamed, and I skip, if walking, when I say something dumb. My lips form a triangle in the center of my mouth that shows my teeth. I've had short hair for 3/4's of my life. I don't like makeup, and I don't enjoy shopping. I can't sing, and I wish I could. I can't dance, I don't mind I can't. I have a terrible memory. I love reading, but I normally need to nap right after. I don't want a job. I don't want to be like everyone else, I feel like I'm like everyone else. I don't want to give in to peer pressure. I don't want to ever touch any form of substance. I want to be above the influence. I am in love, and my life centers around one relationship that means more then anything to me. And I remember random memories from my childhood. I like to clean, but I never clean. I like things organized.
I'll add more later.
Not because I hang with leonardo,
or that guy that played in fargo,
i think his name is steve.
Hello TODAY :)
I am in love.
PS. Forever :)
and always.
and babysitting was nice. And why do i always forget what happened.
Remember 7 and 11.
And I'm so glad I found him once again.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tommoro!!!!
1,2,3...
If you close the door, the night could last forever.
He-e-e-e-e--e i-s-s-s-s-s--s s-s-o---o-o--o-o-o-o sweeeeeeeeeeeet.
THEend.
School was Great :) I love my boyfriend. I didn't take a nap. I finished a book. I feel powerful, like I could sing a song. I won't since geor would hear me and make fun of me. BUT! I feel so good in matts sweatshirt. Like his arms are around me. He is holding me. He is kissing me. In 7 weeks, we'll have known each other for a whole year. A whole year! I love him. Not even one year and I know I love him. I knew I loved him after 1 week of knowing him. I knew I would love him the second I saw him in the church, holdinga mcdonalds bag, and drink, in his dark blue jeans, and cape cod sweatshirt, and long hair that he doesnt miss.
This is way better then any xanga or myspace. A journal where i can be true to myself, have very easy access, and not worry about anyone else readong/commeting/bothring with what i say.
Saying that today with matt was amazing, would be an understatement. So I'll just say, I can't wait to see him again =)
I LOVE MATTHEW WILLIAM MORIN. Nothing will change that. And hopefully I can see him tommoro. Even if it's for only a few minutes. I would drive the whole hour, just to see him for one minute. I love him. I love him. I love him. i love him.
My face is oozing with ouch from my pimples. And I need to shower. And I want to talk to matt. Preferably on the phone. For as long as possible. And I want to tell him about megan, and driving, and fight. And food, and nap, and how beaitufil is outside. And I want to tell him how beautiful he is. And I want to kiss his soft cheeks, and soft lips again. And I want to tell him repeatedly I love him over and over and over and over, while he snores, sleeping in peace. I miss my boyfriend :(
