"Here's to the kids. The kids who would rather spend their night with a bottle of whiskey & Patrick or Sonny playing on their headphones than go to some vomit-stained high school party. Here's to the kids whose 11:11 wish was wasted on one person who will never be there for them. Here's to the kids whose idea of a good night is sitting on the hood of a car, watching the stars. Here's to the kids who never were too good at life, but still were wicked cool. Here's to the kids who listened to Fall Out Boy and Hawthorne Heights before they were on MTV...and blame MTV for ruining their life. Here's to the kids who care more about the music then the haircuts. Here's to the kids who have crushes on a stupid lush. Here's to the kids who hum "A Little Less 16 Candles A Little More Touch Me" when they're stuck home, dateless, on a Saturday night. Here's to the kids who have ever had a broken heart.. from someone who didn't even know they existed. Here's to the kids who have read The Perks of Being A Wall Flower & didn't feel so alone after doing so. Here's to the kids who spend their days in photo booths with their best friend(s). Here's to the kids who are straight up smart asses & just don't care. Here's to the kids who speak their mind. Here's to the kids who consider screamo their lullaby for going to sleep. Here's to the kids who second-guess themselves on everything they do. Here's to the kids who will never have 100 percent confidence in anything they do, and to the kids who are okay with that. Here's to the kids."
gala was ok, we were very disorganized, no one knew where to go, someone had counterfeit tickets, and i got yelled at for chatting. we had our own party, and then i went out with my friend and some of the volunteers, and the volunteers are all members of the young republicans. its fucking scary being the only democrat at a table full of republicans, but i didn't tell them that i was one because i know shit about politics. and one of the guys was really cute, he drove a few of us home, i'm trying to find him on myspace or facebook now. liberal and a conservative, that would be an interesting relationship.
i left my fucking paycheck in a program that i gave to my manager, i'm an ass.
(right arm- written with my left hand, I'm cool)
(left arm)
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