Normal Adolescent Behavior

Somehow she manages to take the most boring pictures with a vibrant camera lens. And she'll mess with her makeup, toss around that hair, grit those cocaine stained teeth at me, as if I'm the reason she can't get off. I'll wear too much and be a raccoon, nocturnal and obsessed with things that shine. Thats why I'm attracted to girls, no lie, they sparkle with feminine glory, no doubt. My junk, consists of love and passion, intertwined, as I'm trying to relive you with me in those rainbow sheets. Headfirst sliding into orlando's pool, covered in paint and sweat and something else we won't mention, but it's milky and white, and fuck, a tad bit blue as well.We were a family, I know we were. We stopped the sex after we got our morals, and the drinking was over, the smoking was done, yet I still had a beer in my hand, and cigarettes stuffed between my fore and middle finger. Take your stupid pictures, I haven't a care and you have nothing I want, my dear. Put them on your websites, I promise not to tell a soul or tag you as the latest cross-county bag of slut, which you are and always were and most likely always will be.Darling, don't cry. I can't stand to see that face and that mascara trailing down like little ants scurrying in their lines. You are an ant, to me at least, and if I get the chance, you can be assured, I will step on you with all the force of my broken foot laced in a new green converse shoe. Here's the best part, she wrote better at thirteen than I do at seventeen and I hate her for it with all the love I despise of her.

When Axle was all tripped out on roses, I was there. When he cut his wrist while crying by the dumpsters behind the bowling alley, I wrapped the scars. When we were in the movie theatre and Queerman had a panic attack and they stopped the film, turned on the lights, and almost called the paramedics, when in reality he was just shocked by something I said to him about sex...the next night, when he lost his virginity and wanted to kill himself for pounding into a girl like an animal. When the tall drunk girl almost died because I let her drink too much even though I knew people with diabetes can't do that. When the slut of 2009 moved. To Conneticut and left me here where we got seventh place and we've yet to talk, though I have dreams about it constantly.When Lu was on stage and inspired to help her brother get off drugs because she hated it so much she did it with Chris every weekend while I was in Chicago. Or how JessiKem mananged to hid from me from two months that she had been arrested for stealing earrings from Claire's. How much I was in love with Belle, How i tried to conceal it, and how every day during free period I would explain to Megan Morgan, the prodigy and delightful heiress, that no matter what, I could never date the irresistable "Kevin."Those were the best days of my life, but it's all fucked up now. Lu and JessiKem were supposed to be best friends, but ever since Joe broke up with Lu and dated JessiKem before dumping her and going back out with Lu, they're on the fritz. and Even Krystal had issues when she stole Josh from JessiKem who liked him first, and they're still dating, but Krystal's ex, Bob is now dating Emma, who's Kaleigh's best friend, and she's the only one I hang out with now and then. Or we could go into last year, How Jacob kissed Lucy and then told me he wanted me and then kissed Jessie the very next day. Or even Mikael, who liked all four of us and changed his mind constantly about being gay. Jeremiah, who he dated, who also dated Jessica, who I happen to have an enormous crush on. It's confusing and insane, and I cant remember how I ever lived through it.Maybe I didn't and I'm now coming off the best high of my life. I can only hope as much.