what an interesting time....
I feel as though the poetic side of me has just taken a new leave of absence...until further notice most likely, and im definately NOT ok with that.
Someone told me tonite at the diner that people with 2 different coloured eyes, fake or real, are intelligent. Makes you wonder eh?
(yes, ive got my contacts all fucked up)
then we go to this:
allison : I feel like things are crawling all over my body
me: I'm sorry?
allison: no response
me: have some sex, it cures many ailments
allison: no response again
and later
allison: sex is cool
me: no response
WTF mate?!?!?!?!
right. good day i think? not so sure. I'm beginning to question just about everything these days...makes life a tad more interesting.
had a random chat with steveo on sat night about piercings...and i some how...pseudo rounded up ally, keith, and myself to go to philly for a 'piercing party' so to speak...i just outta tell steveo and um...make real plans. lol..
OOOOH. and to top off my night at the diner, who comes walking through the front fucking door???? oh yes, Wilber and her big fucking horse face. Yes, Heather fucking Lumb. My best friend of like, 7 fucking years, who ended the 'relationship' because i wasn't making the right choices in life, and we were ging down completely opposite fucking roads, but shorter and in bitch horse face words. Then, whenever she saw me after that, would turn her nose up at me "OMG, a SMOKER, TATTOOS, PIERCINGS, FREAKKKKKK!!!! I cant be her friend anymore"...like tonite for example as well...she walks in with her fuck face friends, and spots allison, then turns her head as she is passing us, with a huge fucking cheese grin on her face and sees me, blatantly staring at me, and smiling that evil bitch smile... whatever bitch face. Im fucking over it, but apparently im not..because of what im feeling now and what i was feeling earlier. DAMNIT to hell.
hmm...i can even eat a bagel to myself without allison nest to me, trying to take it, then putting her WHOLE hand on on the one half and smearing away my cream cheese, and proceeds to LICK it off her hand..and a little bit on the floor....
Sometimes i really dont know what i want in life, actually i really dont know what i want. Sometimes things can go so great, and other times it just sucks. I just want to scream sometimes. I really hate that you are laughing one minute and loathing your entire existence the next....
Is privacy even present anymore?
its 4am...and a perfect time for a walk...
later NEko.
Someone told me tonite at the diner that people with 2 different coloured eyes, fake or real, are intelligent. Makes you wonder eh?
(yes, ive got my contacts all fucked up)
then we go to this:
allison : I feel like things are crawling all over my body
me: I'm sorry?
allison: no response
me: have some sex, it cures many ailments
allison: no response again
and later
allison: sex is cool
me: no response
WTF mate?!?!?!?!
right. good day i think? not so sure. I'm beginning to question just about everything these days...makes life a tad more interesting.
had a random chat with steveo on sat night about piercings...and i some how...pseudo rounded up ally, keith, and myself to go to philly for a 'piercing party' so to speak...i just outta tell steveo and um...make real plans. lol..
OOOOH. and to top off my night at the diner, who comes walking through the front fucking door???? oh yes, Wilber and her big fucking horse face. Yes, Heather fucking Lumb. My best friend of like, 7 fucking years, who ended the 'relationship' because i wasn't making the right choices in life, and we were ging down completely opposite fucking roads, but shorter and in bitch horse face words. Then, whenever she saw me after that, would turn her nose up at me "OMG, a SMOKER, TATTOOS, PIERCINGS, FREAKKKKKK!!!! I cant be her friend anymore"...like tonite for example as well...she walks in with her fuck face friends, and spots allison, then turns her head as she is passing us, with a huge fucking cheese grin on her face and sees me, blatantly staring at me, and smiling that evil bitch smile... whatever bitch face. Im fucking over it, but apparently im not..because of what im feeling now and what i was feeling earlier. DAMNIT to hell.
hmm...i can even eat a bagel to myself without allison nest to me, trying to take it, then putting her WHOLE hand on on the one half and smearing away my cream cheese, and proceeds to LICK it off her hand..and a little bit on the floor....
Sometimes i really dont know what i want in life, actually i really dont know what i want. Sometimes things can go so great, and other times it just sucks. I just want to scream sometimes. I really hate that you are laughing one minute and loathing your entire existence the next....
Is privacy even present anymore?
its 4am...and a perfect time for a walk...
later NEko.