![Day 269: August 17, 2010
Ice cream! [it was pretty gross : / ]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7f11yZyU81qat2vlo1_400.jpg)
Day 268: August 16, 2010
The August sky will then bare witness to a brand new chapter with torn up pages, when the planets align, I can feel the gates opening to my courage as I proceed to run my fingers through his hair and forget everyone who’s jaded, ‘cause they don’t matter, and I don’t care.
Day 267: August 15, 2010
Little girl, don’t be so blue. I know what you’re going through. Don’t let it beat you up. Hitting walls and getting scars only makes you who you are, only makes you who you are. No matter how much your heart is aching, there is beauty in the breaking.
Day 263: August 11, 2010
She grew up on the side of the road, where church bells ring and strong love grows. She grew up good, she grew up slow, like American honey. Steady as a preacher, free as a weed, couldn’t wait to get going, but wasn’t quite ready to leave. So innocent, pure and sweet, American honey.
There’s a wild, wild whisper blowing in the wind, calling out my name like a long lost friend. Oh, I miss those days as the years go by. Oh, nothing’s sweeter than summer time and American honey.
Get caught in the race of this crazy life, trying to be everything can make you lose your mind. I just wanna go back in time to American honey.
There’s a wild, wild whisper blowing in the wind, calling out my name like a long lost friend. Oh, I miss those days as the years go by. Oh, nothing’s sweeter than summer time and American honey.
