have you seen the girl with my heart on her sweater?
its late and i cannot sleep, i feel like shit and im upset as fuck. all i can think about is how i always make people mad at me...its like a fucking disease with me. oh well ill most likely die sad, heartbroken and alone in a cave like a hermit...i just had this thought in my head of david the gnomb breaking into my house and i grab a broom and whoop the shit out of him....i had a good long chat with an old friend tonight, i dunno it cheered me up. kinda made me feel better to know that at least someone cares. enough of me bitching..goodnight