As women, when we want to forget about something, or put it behind us, such as a stupid boy, or stupid homework.... we burn the items that remind us of that memory. We burn the hurt, the tears, and the stress away.
My friends and I will be doing this tonight.
Believe that we will be wearing tribal make up and chanting.
Because we deserve the smell of burning notes and love with a smore on the side.
We're still learning what love is, we're still learning what life is going to be like when we're all grown up. . . Good ending to high school.
-Well, I think so anyway.
1 comment:
oh i really liked this post.
a lot.
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