Sometimes I think I'll die alone

Oct 28, 2005 17:16

I'd really like some pumpkins. I haven't carved one in a very long time. Due to the large number of pills I've swallowed and insane amount of medications I've been shot up with, I cannot remember ever carving a pumpkin. I know I have because I've been told, but I have no memories of ever doing it. I think it would be fun. I'd also like a pumpkin with which to make a pie. I really like pumpkin pie. I'm really glad it's Autumn. I can't even begin to tell you how much I love the Fall. Anyway.

I redid GraphPaperNotes' MySpace so check it out, homes. I also revised my review of Corpse Bride. I'm tweaking The Lost Emo Of Camillus. God I want an emo boy to call my own. I still have to review Waiting and write my article on Clandestine Industries. That company... you know what, just read my article. Actually, read all of them. By GPN for $1. You shall not be sorry. It's gonna be good. And our second issue will have more articles since we'll have more contributers then Megan, Tori and myself. Our December issue will contain an article explaining the difference between emo and emU. Can't wait to write that one, but I have other things to finish first. I'm up to my eyeballs in work, but then again, I am a very small girl.

I wonder if I'll ever like a guy that likes me back. I wonder if it's in my capacity to do so. Like, I've been hit on by gross random guys, but those are gross random guys. I want a good one. I'm not asking for a lot. Just one good boy I love to love me back. You know, now that I've put it in writing, the universe is probably going to give me one, but find a loophole in my request. Like, I'll get a boy that I love and loves me back but he'll probably have been in Florida visiting from like California or somewhere and then he'll leave and I'll fall to pieces because nothing ever works out. Ugh I'm hopeless.

Better get back to work on GPN. Maybe it'll distract me. Oh wait, I left work on The Lost Emo Of Camillus. I have to finish that. So much for distracting me, eh?

Oh and if anyone has any comments to make, they sure as hell better use their fucking name.
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