where are the days of bike riding until i couldn't see,
of rolling down hills?
of evading space alien invasions,
stealing back my dinosaur egg,
eating mr. frak's rubarb,
and sneaking through the hawk lady's fence?

where are the days i spent shaking the house down,
busting my rhythm nation moves?

where are the twins that only i could tell apart?
little mikey who loved playing street hockey?
the tree i ran away to?
the boy i kissed under his front porch?
and that kid chris who always pooped his pants?

where are those moments when i felt strong
and powerful
and alive?

when do i get to be that girl again?
where did i lose her?
when do i begin to make sense again?

This might be a problem.

LIBRA (Sept 23 - Oct 23)
Drinking style: "I'm just a social drinker," slurs Libra, "it's just that
I'm so damn social." Libra loves nothing more than to party, mingle and
relate to everyone. Whether dipped in favor of Good Libra (with Insta-Friend
device set to "on") or heavier on the Evil Libra side (they are little
instigators when bored), the Scales can really work a room. Charming as they
are, Libras are notoriously lacking in self-control, however, which can get
them into all sorts of trouble -- including wearing their wobbly boots
waaaay too early in the evening, flirting with their best friend's beau or
even blacking out the night's events entirely. Oops!


noooooooo i wouldn't do a thing like that.

i don't drink either.

i'm an angel.

what is it that makes me so goddamned intimidating?!?!?!?! i'm so SICK of my happiness being prevented simply because of who i am. i'm sooooo NOT SORRY that you can't handle me. i'm done apologizing for the nothings i did wrong. stop being mean and insecure and unstable. love yourself, because you deserve at least that. and then stop hating on anyone who is stronger than you.