November 2010
“Books are for people who wish they were somewhere else.”
—Mark Twain (via katelizabeth)
Sometimes I just lay there when I can't fall back asleep. I just look up at my ceiling and wonder about everything that's happened in my life. Sometimes the memories let me smile, others make my heart hurt. But those nights seem like the only time I can think alone.
Are you online?
Well I’m on here, not Facebook.
Life is a test and I get bad marks.
I'm a Scorpio alright.
I read my horoscope every night to see if it came true for that particular day. For the past week or so they have been right on it.
They may be a fluke but it’s strange how it really is synching up with my life right now.
