empty words

The funny thing about hurting people

Is they tend to hurt people

The funny thing about lies is

They're only lies

The funny thing about hearts is

They tend to break easy

The funny thing about healing is

I'm alright

I am simple. 

All it took: swings, a couple glass bottles, and an impromptu dance party.

Not too shabby.

This is another blog post that I have decided to write under the influence of sleep deprivation. Please enjoy.

Kylie and I have decided to write a book. The title we have chosen is "Inappropriate ramblings of two freckled minds". Keep your eyes on the shelf for this one, it is going to be good. 

Snippet:

K- "What is p&p?"

N- "Pride and Prejudice"

K- "You want to make out with Pride and Prejudice?!?!"

N- "HAHA, book."

N- "No."

K- "I am lagging so hard right now."

K- "Laughing."

..... and the plot thickens .....

I know, intriguing. I also know that everyone might say this about their own lives/ conversations, but I consistently LAUGH OUT LOUD (literally) when I read Kylie's and my messages. Too much.

I am not even going to go into my little sister and my conversations. They involve vampires, Abraham lincoln, and the concept of truth. Deep, deep material.

Today the unthinkable happened. It was really quite awful. I went to the beach, after having a solid 4-5 hours of sleep, with every expectation to fall into a deep nap. The universe, knowing my intentions, summoned some of my friends to send messages to me at this very time. Curiosity is my weakness. I can't hear my phone and NOT look at it. It sort of drives me crazy. Sleep was lost. My weakness overtook me and kept my eyes open. Next time, phone is going on silent.

This time, sleep is winning. Goodnight.

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The funny thing about listening is

I don't have to hear you and the

Funny thing about talking is

Your words are tired

Now I've come to realize that

Life can be cruel but

The only approval that I need is mine

xx