January 2011
Sometimes when I’m alone
I sit on the swing hanging from the willow tree.
It goes forwards and backwards.
To and fro.
The wind blows in my hair
As I take in the sweet scent of daffodils.
Forwards and backwards.
To and fro.
My pink dress flies up into the air,
As adrenaline rushes to my head.
Forwards and backwards.
To and fro.
Each moment seems to last forever,
As I’m...
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Story done. Awh yeeeee.
Thank you guys for your ideas and support! <3
Ps. Dylen, you made my night.
I need to write a 5000 word story for one of my classes. It’s driving me insane right now. I’m running out of ideas. D:
i don’t remember you looking any better. but then again, i don’t remember you.
i’ve been looking at prom dresses for the past 2 hours. it makes me sad that i’m graduating.
