- gemma margaret!
- Adelaide, South Australia.
Member since February 17th, 2006
__________________________If I'm so happy then I've got everything to lose.
The day when it burnt my hair with a lighter. When we all made s'mores and the marshmellows blew up like balloons in my microwave. When you stood in the middle of the street with me and I cried. I sat in a puddle and watched you get high from a Fanta bottle. Staying up late and eating Dorito's and Nutella. Laying on your bed as the sun soaks through your Power Ranger curtains. Sneaking smokes from my sister's bedside drawer. You called me up crying and I had to tell you it was true. I know your Mum was drunk, but she cares more than anyone. Days spent in your pool when it's too hot to be anywhere else. I kissed you and you tasted like Cheezels, once. God, his skin is so clear, so tan and his lips with an amazing cupids bow. When you pee'd behind a tree on a main road. In the cinemas you always tell me no one's looking. We both fit the same jeans. I finally got the courage to yell at her, she shut up. I hate that you're better at Home Ec than me, but I tell you otherise. You're there for me when no-one else is. The long bike rides to the Top- Shop for red liquorice and Ovalteenies. His impeciable taste in foot-wear. Long bus-rides from the city and dread-beads. Secret kisses in cooking. Your mum's ginger cake that's always in a little alfoil package for me to take home. Un-buttoning the doona and sitting inside it on cold days. The fight for some-ones icey-pole when it's over 30 degrees. Connecting the freckles on my arms. Promise me you'll live the moment, this is just the beginning.
________________ CLAUDIO RICCO, I FUCKING LOVE YOU.
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