yo, that's wack if i'm not the baddest


profile * old * mail * fucking sign it* or how about a nice note? you go forward / i'll go backwards


there are things that even you can not change about me, ways you cant make me happy in. you cant replace the best memories i've got with ones of you, you cant make me stop wishing i was ten, wearing a save the manatees shirt in the back of my dad's truck. i wouldnt let you strip me of the memories of freeways and sisters writing messages in the dirt on the cars. wouldnt let you take the truckstop food and fast wheels, the smell of my mothers perfume and my dads best sweaters, the pink sweatpants that i adored for a year straight, i couldnt. you cant make me forget exboyfriends silly smiles and habits, the first and last times i saw them.
d-land