Take me to your grave and set me free.

Sitting in the backs of cars reminds me of when I was younger. Getting to sit in the front was like growing up. All the big kids got to do it. I always sat in the back waiting for the day it would be okay to sit up there next to my Mom or Dad. It's almost like a drug now. I always have to sit in the front. Never the back. Pretty soon I'll be in the drivers seat. I'll be wanting to sit back there again and go back to being the one getting drove around everywhere.

It's official. The summer is dead. The fall is coming. I'm aspiring to be a princess. October's coming quickly and I honestly can't wait. September's going by too slowly, to me. School just started and I feel like I've been there all my life.

I can't track my thoughts anymore. When it rains, it pours. When I cry, it floods. I asked myself yesterday if they really cared. I think some of them do. I think some of them were also just surprised. I'm not sure. All those eyes were on me and for once I didn't want them to be. Stare stare stare. Go away.

Even when we try to be different we're all still the same. There's always someone out there who likes the same things you do. Who dresses basically the same as you do. Who has the same new attitude you do. I try not to care about being different. I'm working on being myself. So far, it's working.

xo. thegirlwiththethorninherside