We might kiss when we are alone

We might kiss when we are alone
When nobody's watching
I might take you home
We might make out when nobody's there
It's not that we're scared
It's just that it's delicate.

The joy of today far outweighed the suckiness of yesterday. (It's amazing; my mom managed to find a way to fuck up my senior skip day.)

If I can't say anything back when you say such wonderful things to me, it's because I can't find the words. I just...words don't work, for once.

Tomorrow there will be partying, maybe, and mall-going.

And Becky will be free for a few hours! I can save her from the prison! Yayyy, freedom!

I bought The Phantom of the Opera 2 disc special edition, yesss, preeecious.

Um. Words still fail me.