missing the cool randomness of teenage freedom

there was a time when nothing really mattered.

there was a time when one's every action wasn't being monitored.

there was a time when freedom actually still meant something.

its different now. and it will be, for another 17 months or so. that's the reality i've come to hate, and yet the reality i am forced to accept.

its not a choice. that's the only comfort i have.

lets not take things for granted shall we?

poor kelly

troubadour says: (9:43:37 PM)

i walked past this BUSH, this MOOING BUSH

roubadour says: (9:43:46 PM)

it was MOOING like a HERD OF COWS

bobthemob says: (9:43:48 PM)

you what??

troubadour says: (9:43:59 PM)

i swear! like pigs oinking and cows mooing

troubadour says: (9:44:02 PM)

IT WAS TERRIFYING