Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Eternal confusion.

I have been making lots
of pie charts lately by tracing the bottom of my water bottle and then charting things out. I like looking at my perfect circles; mostly because it makes me feel like I have control over something.

I am so confused by everything. I am confused at what I did wrong and why she seems to be so bothered by me lately. I am confused at why my body seems to hate me and what on earth the point of logarithms even is. I am confused at why I can't use "I," "Me," and "My" in an academic research paper. I am confused at why my mother won't let me wear Kaitlyn's t-shirt every day for the rest of my life. I am confused at why I have to shave my legs or sleep or speak French in French class. I am confused at why I can't seem to make up my own mind.

One thing, however, is for sure: When he changed keys, I knew I was in love.

All my love,


mallorypark said...

ha! your circles! i did something like that last year. i had to have a compass so i could make perfect circles...

Kaitlyn said...

Well, if it helps, I give you permission to wear my t-shirt every day for the rest of your life.
Except for when I want to borrow it sometimes to look hip and cool.

Look both ways before you cross the street,

Avery Jalaine said...


Party-therapy-chat sesh soon. That's not a request.

It's because we're best friends.

And I haven't even seen your new hair yet, and feel faintly like a traitor for that.

I love you best.