Surroundings.

You know if you just sit outside and look at your surroundings, it's great. Not everyone notices the little things. But if you really look, it'll be there.
Las Vegas isn't just the city of lights and sin. It has the little beauty too. Sure, the luminosity is beauty, itself. But there are other things that make up this place. Right now, I'm sitting outside in my backyard at around 9pm. What do I hear? The regular crickets here and there. What do I see? Well, first of all, I see darkness. & when I look up, I do see stars. I see a lot actually. Some are brighter than the others. Some are closer to each other than the others. If I was in my front yard and looked out, I would see mountains. Mountains all around me because of this valley. If I was standing up on this dusty, old table, I'd see the Strip and it's colours. Vegas is a small city actually, but it does contain a lot.
Little things can contain the most of all things.

We Say Summer.

"You're as fake as the moans you make. & you're as weak as the hearts you break."
You fake pleasure and happiness. You want to make everyone think you're having the best time of your life, but on the inside, even you know, that's not true. You're just as weak as anyone else out there. You try and hide it from everyone, but you're fooling no one.

Summer's coming to an end. Less than a week, I'll be going back to school as a freshman. Honestly, this summer, wasn't as great as I wanted it to be. The summer of 2007 was so much better, for me anyways. & I'm pretty disappointed in that too. I mean, this was the summer where everyone's gonna be going off to different high schools when school rolls around again. We should have definitely spent more time with each other. That's what I think, at least. People are going to be forgotten. People will be remembered. There will be the moments that'll seep through our memories at the randomest times when we're looking back. We'll miss it and wish to go back. But I guess, all that matters, is that, that it happened.
"We say summer holds such wonderful things."

"Change never hurt anybody."
But can people really change, Mr. Gaskarth?

Best friends.

Who does make the best of friends? I'm a girl. I don't like the drama. Being close friends with girls may cause you drama. Being close friends with guys will just make you chill and not give a care in the world. Girls seem more understanding though... But guys won't judge. While the girls probably will pull an assumption out the second they hear something that didn't sound right without the whole story. But guys should understand... They probably do. We just don't give them enough credit. I don't know. It could be the tiredness talking. But anyways, a best friend shouldn't judge though, right? Whatever. I think I'd be better off with a guy best friend. I don't know. I still love my best friends right now though. Of course. But they won't always be there... Everyone's going somewhere different already.
But with the risk of that best guy friend, you could totally fall for him...

When

will I ever get time for me. Trust me, I appreciate everything you do. But in the end, I'm still left there not given what I want and need. It all just wounds up right to you guys again. I know I'm seflish at times, but hey, who isn't? Okay, right now, I am caring for myself. But still, this means a lot to me. Most of this summer has been nothing for me. This one thing, just this, can make it so much better. Summer's almost over. School is coming around again. Yeah, this is little and stupid. But I'm still hurt through it...

Why do you

do this to me? I thought my thoughts were gone of you. But you know what happened, "I'll always care for you." That's what happened. I didn't actually know I put you into a shitty place. Now I just feel like a torturing bitch. I'm sorry I did that to you. As many times as you say it's okay, it's not. I'm a person full of sympathy and feeling... Besides you knew yourself, you were hurt. What I was trying to do was hang up my feelings and leave them there. But then I go back to the hanger and see them drooping there. They're nothing new. But it's nice looking at the past. Sometimes the past can come back too...