Sky High with my friends that been away at school in 80’s attire (just for pics and kicks ha!)
Go out and take pictures with Dylan (since we don’t see each other much) Stop by the annual NoCAA fiesta, since I don’t go anymore, and it is my birthday, and my parents are gonna be there all day. Go to a nice dinner, wearing a dress.
I’m not in high school anymore, I stopped talking to you because I was tired of your bragging, jealousy, and your new claimed lifestyle. I thought this time around would be better, but no, still the same, but worse. I was tired just with reuniting once. My world doesn’t revolve around you, and I can hang out with whomever I want, with or without you, my life isn’t yours. So you can say all you want about me, I really don’t care. All in all, I’m tired of your crap, and now I’m thinking of myself. Your bad energy brought me down, and I am just done, I’m ready to grow up, but it’s hard to do that, when you aren’t.