mama, i'm in love with a criminal...

there was once a boy.

& he may or may not have completely stolen my heart.

he gives me some pretty serious butterflies.

but sadly,

this boy can not go to sadie's. (not sixteen.. age is just a number, right?)

this news is no bueno.

let's just say i was pretty bummed about that.

however, he promised he'd make it up to me, & he will. but regardless of his attendance to a silly dance, i'm still pretty head over heels. yes, i have become your typical too-in-love teenage girl.

so sue me,

i'm having fun here.(:

don't you just love love?(:

more on the boy will be spoken soon.

one quick question...

today was the day that britt&i asked the boy to sadies.(:
we've been planning this moment for WEEKS, let me tell you.

so when the day finally came, i was more than excited.



we painted some bellies, sent them to his door,
and the question was asked.

let me just say, i love each and every one of these boys for ripping off their shirts & letting me paint their tummies.(:

aaaand.. now, to wait for the response.

(this is harder than i thought it would be.. and it's only day one)
i'll let you all know the moment he answers. (and let us hope that moment will come soon)

(love)always,
lexi

&i've been keeping all the letters that i wrote to you.

do you ever have that one song,

that no matter how many times you listen to it, over & over,

it still hits you hard.

it just holds so much meaning, brings back a memory, or a feeling.

for me, this song is home by michael buble.

basically, every time it comes on shuffle, i take a little trip down memory lane.

it's amazing how a simple song can affect your whole mood, isn't it?

what's your song?

& so it begins.

welp my friends. it seems that blogging has become a necessity.
after reading countless blogs, (yes, i blog stalk. you do too, whether you admit it or not)
i decided to create my very own.
so here i am. & i will write ten unknown things about me
because brittany told me to. (:

one. i hate writing numbers like this: 123. i prefer to write them out like this: one, two, three. you will notice on all of my schoolwork the date is usually written like: october seventeen. i bet my teachers dig it.

two. i hate capital letters. in case you haven't noticed, i tend not to use them.

three. this is my first year playing lacrosse, and i absolutely love it.(:

four. i am a former cheerleader. (& yes i quit.)

five. 11:11 wishes are one of my very favorite things in this world.

six. i absolutely love to laugh.

seven. i am barefoot almost always. shoes will be the death of me.

eight. i am in love with a boy. what else is new?

nine. my addiction is victoria's secret undies(: it's becoming quite the problem.

ten. there is nowhere i love more than the beach.

lovealways.
lexi