teenage dirtbag

i slept all day long. i did nothing worth while (save the way i actually started my day). i was energized and refreshed. i feel special. i feel loved. i feel alright and my days and nights get better with the weather. i'm cleaning out my heart and making room for the rest of the world. i've put it behind me. that old familiar feeling is coming back around, the steamy sticky summer, the booze, the laughter, the outrageous and never endingness of the nights. this is going to be so perfect. i'm at the height of my most wild and devilish moments on these summer nights. i'm good for nothing and i like it.

it's like listening the the cd player tape deck in the jeep on old dirt roads or chugging a beer in some pickup bed. my soul is burning. and for some reason, at the time of year, i'm the most beautiful girl alive and will have my choice of company. i'm a goddess rockstar and i will never stop.



and waking with the dawn... i'm filled with the hot hot rush