jaded
I'm so sick of talking about sad situations and how I keep changing my mind.
Instead, I am going to talk about weird stuff. Like, for example, shutters on houses.
I hate it when they're painted like, robin's egg blue or pink or green. It's so ugly. Well, that's not weird, that's boring.
I love the sunset, the other evening it looked like blueberry and vanilla swirl ice cream with a hint of peach.
It was beautifully lit with cool stratus clouds that stretch across the vast, infinite sky that looks like hatwater.
That's my new creative word for the day: Hatwater.
Hatwater is fluffly, light blue water that looks (in a sense) foggy and creamy. It has tinges and swirls of mango juice.
That's a perfect description.
Our next topic is carnations. Carnations...well...aren't creative.
I'll try describing bubbles. Bubbles blubber around like...Ew. I dont like talkin bout bubbles. They remind me of dirty dishes.
I want to talk about something that I will read in twenty years and think about. Me:
I have brown eyes, 128 pounds, 17 yrs. old. Everyone is all depressed.
I like Justin Gonzalez and Ryan Phillippe. Ani Difranco, Devendra Banhart, and fiona apple are my favorite musicians.
I'm writing it just so I'll remember em.