Charlotte Flows

It's my birthday tomorrow and I will no longer be a teenager. I miss my square, it's cold in Buffalo. I like yoga. I miss Mary Chelsea Allen, my cat, she's my best friend. I don't like having to change myself for people. I just want to be me and not have to worry about if they like me or not. So I think I will stop trying and say whatever the want to say and how I want to say it no matter who I piss off. I miss the people I use to see everyday in high school. I love sunsets. I want to ice skate. talking is overrated. crocheting is fun when ppl don't guilt you into giving them a freaking blanket. I want to live on the moon if I could. I want to travel if planes were safer. I'm the funny lookin spot on my square. I have 32 ties now and want more so gimme gimme. Stop reading this its nonsense. I want to fly, like a butterfly. In my next life I'd like to be a butterfly or a bird that no one wants and I'd sing a song, a pretty song but no one would listen cuz no one wants me so I'll sing for me and enjoy it. I wish I could swim then I'd could be a fish and swim all day long and sleep on the ocean floor, hopefully I wont get killed by any lava pillows or earthquakes that'll cover me in sediments and freeze my body for marine biologist to find and say what an ugly fish. I miss my sister, my real sister, Jocelyn Sue Allen. I love her and jealous, she gets to be free, and have friends who like her for who she is. We all know who she is and don't expect anything else, she's the lucky one. I just get to go to college and do the things I'm suppose to. I don't want to turn twenty.