thinking back to that day in my bed when it was still a twin. the day we laid awake for far too many hours in it. when those three words weasled their way out of both of our mouths. knowing not how much we meant it, or if we meant it at all.
all american rejects- on the today show; makes me think i could sing.
i really am longing for my bed, seeing as i won't see it until sunday?!?! and haven't seen it since wednesday morning. demetri's cot sleeping for 2 hours at a time, or my driver seat for another few hours really isn't cutting it. half of me is ready to call out of work tonight, the other half reminds me of my hundreds of dollars of bills due this month, also the school books i have yet to buy.

demetri's shirt, necklace, and very unwashed stringy hair. i need some pampering; i look like a boy.
"in my cell i'm tattooing myself with
mermaids and swallows
and though i do swallow
my mama thinks i'm grown
but i'm really just little"