Regret is making the same mistakes over and over again.

Some people have better things to do, than have a boyfriend.  Like read a book.  That you've read approximately thirty times before and can foresee everything happening and you can completely get lost in.

Some people have better things to do, than impress boys.  Like say exactly what's on their minds, all the time. (Even when it gets them into trouble- ENC <3)

Some people have better things to do, than sing well.  Or talk well.  Like have a cold in the middle of Summer.

Some people have better things to do, than worry about Summer ending.  Like worrying about school starting.

Some people have better things to do, than trying to find a good Shakespeare monologue, because auditions for the team are a week into school.  Like wonder where you're going to find one that you like and understand and will do well performing.

Some people have better things to do, than re-sheet their bed.  Like make a blog post that justifies their behaviour.

and you can't help but wonder if
all your 11:11 wishes would've come true
if you weren't you

love laura