i thought this was interesting...
...and he said...
"I am in love with the only girl who lacks the ability to love in return. I am in love with a figment, the manequin of all manequins. I am in love with an emotionless drone, the mother, the bearer of the devilish cold heart herself. I am in love with a challenge I fail to overcome. I am in love with an oblivious mishap. I am in love with a blank projection of a girl. I am in love with nothingness itself, nothingness and loneliness. Oh but I am in love just the same. I am and will always be in love endlessly."
anyhow. I'm contemplating moving. I'm contemplating leaving. I'm contemplating going the eff away. Everyone knows everyone gets tired. everyone knows everyone gets bored. everyone knows but yet everyone can't possibly relate. It's never the same if your not in my shoes. Most days life is tolerable but there are those days that shitty shit happens and all you want to do is put a effing hole in the wall. perhaps that could be why my right set of knuckles happens to always be red... perhaps perhaps perhaps. I guess excuses are never good enough. i guess i always have a choice, i guess it's all up to me. I guess one thing i am definitely aware of is that i most definitely could not support myself 100% right now. It sucks but i gotta say, i still rely on my parents a lot.. a effing lot. i wish i didn't, i kinda think that would make things a lot easier. I guess i could kinda just say, "it's my choice, i'm on my own," if i were on my own. Oh the possibilities. I just wish a lot of things..
I need a change. i need a break. i need a effing va-ca-tion. whine whine whine. Yes, i would love some dagum cheese with my mutha-effing whine.
all right, now i'm to the point where i'm laffing at myself and my mishappenings. it's all quite amusing. I could be so worse off. I could be completely dependent. I could be a veg. I could be dead. God, it could all be so worse.
there are some things i'm missing.. some lovely things.
-for starters: my rbf sweat band.. it's red white and bleu. if you see it.. snag it and fork it over. thanks.
-bah. i'm missing my nogin apparently. i can't seem to think straight. i can't seem to think clearly. i can't seem to think period. haha.
-i'm missing a valentines day date.. hmm. anybody? anybody? (must be said in ben steins voice.)
-i'm missing my best friend CINNY!
-i'm missing Mutha-effing New Hampshire and co. geezus. I need you guys for my sanity -- if that makes any sense... ha.
"I am in love with the only girl who lacks the ability to love in return. I am in love with a figment, the manequin of all manequins. I am in love with an emotionless drone, the mother, the bearer of the devilish cold heart herself. I am in love with a challenge I fail to overcome. I am in love with an oblivious mishap. I am in love with a blank projection of a girl. I am in love with nothingness itself, nothingness and loneliness. Oh but I am in love just the same. I am and will always be in love endlessly."
anyhow. I'm contemplating moving. I'm contemplating leaving. I'm contemplating going the eff away. Everyone knows everyone gets tired. everyone knows everyone gets bored. everyone knows but yet everyone can't possibly relate. It's never the same if your not in my shoes. Most days life is tolerable but there are those days that shitty shit happens and all you want to do is put a effing hole in the wall. perhaps that could be why my right set of knuckles happens to always be red... perhaps perhaps perhaps. I guess excuses are never good enough. i guess i always have a choice, i guess it's all up to me. I guess one thing i am definitely aware of is that i most definitely could not support myself 100% right now. It sucks but i gotta say, i still rely on my parents a lot.. a effing lot. i wish i didn't, i kinda think that would make things a lot easier. I guess i could kinda just say, "it's my choice, i'm on my own," if i were on my own. Oh the possibilities. I just wish a lot of things..
I need a change. i need a break. i need a effing va-ca-tion. whine whine whine. Yes, i would love some dagum cheese with my mutha-effing whine.
all right, now i'm to the point where i'm laffing at myself and my mishappenings. it's all quite amusing. I could be so worse off. I could be completely dependent. I could be a veg. I could be dead. God, it could all be so worse.
there are some things i'm missing.. some lovely things.
-for starters: my rbf sweat band.. it's red white and bleu. if you see it.. snag it and fork it over. thanks.
-bah. i'm missing my nogin apparently. i can't seem to think straight. i can't seem to think clearly. i can't seem to think period. haha.
-i'm missing a valentines day date.. hmm. anybody? anybody? (must be said in ben steins voice.)
-i'm missing my best friend CINNY!
-i'm missing Mutha-effing New Hampshire and co. geezus. I need you guys for my sanity -- if that makes any sense... ha.