hi, my name is becca. i have an awesome boyfriend, who i cant stop thinking of. today is my birthday. we had two snowdays this week.
in conclusion,
IM FUCKING HAPPY!
oh god im soo happy...
i wrote a poem. it isnt good. it isnt on here.
goodnight.
happy boyfriendness. i mean, congrats on the boyfriend. i am involved with this guy, sorta.
anyway, i have missed you.
this is jess by the way.
and get some good sleep tonight doll.
oh, what happened to your old pics? i don't like this one all that much.
but you are a doll either way.
Innocence.
Such an ugly, beautiful,
word.
So helpless and ignorant
to everything.
Seeing only good,
and thinking
there’s nothing bad,
everything is simply
perfect.
So sweet and
untouched.
Perfect prey
to the darkened
world, too greedy
to let the
little girl,
as fragile as the
porcelain doll,
keep the light
she holds inside
just
awhile
longer.