Thursday, June 3, 2010

Hm..

I don't know what to do about this anymore.
I've lost all senses from this itty bitty feeling.
I'm thinking I should stop. But then I feel like I shouldn't ignore it, but embrace it.


Embrace it, it is.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

It's surprising

how intricate something so tiny can be.
I studied a helicopter today. It whisped it's way past all the apples in the tree and took a breather right there on my left shoulder. I was eating some french fries and drinking some Hawaiian punch when it decided to come and pay me a visit. It knew what day to choose because I felt pretty sick all day long and it felt nice to have something drop by like that. I may sound crazy when I say this, but, I told that helicopter how my day went. Just me and the helicopter talkin' up a storm. It felt really good. Then my puppy came and payed me a visit also just so he could get some french fries. I shooed him away because this was my time with my new friend. This was no time for intruders. After I was done carrying on the way I do, the helicopter started to take flight with the next big breeze that rolled by. I formally said goodbye to it and told it to come back some other day. It had a little chip in it's wing, so I can tell it apart from all the other millions in my side yard.

Today was okay.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

YOU

are so confusing.
more confusing than math.
which is pretty confusing.

Friday, May 28, 2010

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Awesome. I smell like piss.
Thanks New York pissbag.

Monday, May 24, 2010

fuck




listening to these songs really makes me regret being alive for that year.
i absolutely hate everything about it.
i wish it never happened.
i wish YOU never happened.

Saturday, May 22, 2010

It's clear to me now, that you have forgotten about me and everything I have done for you. I nourished you back to health several times, I accepted you when nobody else thought you were acceptable, I basically brought you into the world of girls.

But it seems like all that's no good.
All that has gone down the drain and will forever stay floating aimlessly in the ocean.
You could give two shits about me now, and when I woke up today I finally realized it.
I shed a few tears or so, but I'm gonna stop trying to talk to you all the fucking time.
Because you don't realize anything that I did. I did so much, SO much for you.. for you to just take it all for granted and spit it in my fucking eye.
But like I said, all that's no good.


Is this really happening? Or is this a dream?
Nope, it's as real as it'll ever be.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

I feel like for the first time, I spilled my guts out onto the table and you accepted it.
I like that.