Those days in the sand are...

I'm changing my genre of music.
I still like what I used to, but
I'm starting to like hardcore stuff too.
It's strange b/c I used to always think
the people that like those kinds of bands were crazy.
So, I guess I'm crazy too now.

I'm starting to think I grew up in the wrong place.
I love it here and everything around me, but I sometimes
don't feel like I fit with the majority of the people here.

This weekend was very simple, and good.
I like picking on people who have bothered
me or confused me or who don't care to show emotions.
"Naked?" "How'd you guess..?" "Now invite me over. :)" "I wish"
Just like that. From "Cool." to "I wish."

I adore my baby sister.
She's the smartest, most oblivious, most amazing girl.
"Oh Dakota. Do you love me?"
"Why are you guys so uncomfortable?"
"What are you doing?" "I'm cold."
"I don't get it. Hot and sexy."
She made my weekend, and probably Melissa's too.




Be sweet and keep smiling. :)
.....but it was never enough.