I'm so ridiculous.
I can't even believe this right now. I'm bawling my eyes out over a handful of Jonas Brothers songs. I'm so ready to get out of this rut I've been stuck in. I'm so sick of not doing anything, of being alone. I know I dropped out of college, I know I'm a failure; but I really need to do something.
I'm writing something, something very dear to me. It's my baby.
Thank God I'm a rich little pratt, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do this. And I mean it. I am so, so blessed, and I don't often tell people how much I appreciate it.
So, I'd appreciate any help from anybody. Hah. Wow, that makes it seem like I'm fishing for people to just lay down and let me use them. Wrong. No, I'm saying if anybody by any chance in like, a month, wouldn't mind reading a shitty piece of writing about two brothers who like to make out and have sex, then... Hah.
Yeah, after I'm done with this...thing, I plan to (possibly) get a job or something useful. Maybe I'll move back home. (actually, no, I won't move back home, because there's a certain little 13 year-old in my hometown who makes me want to claw my eyeballs out. I'm serious. Her face is so irritating, and her voice is so squeaky, and she acts dumb so she can get some dick shoved up her disgusting, disease-ridden vagina. Oh, and she somehow manages to track me down wherever I go. I don't even know HOW.)
I'm writing something, something very dear to me. It's my baby.
Thank God I'm a rich little pratt, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do this. And I mean it. I am so, so blessed, and I don't often tell people how much I appreciate it.
So, I'd appreciate any help from anybody. Hah. Wow, that makes it seem like I'm fishing for people to just lay down and let me use them. Wrong. No, I'm saying if anybody by any chance in like, a month, wouldn't mind reading a shitty piece of writing about two brothers who like to make out and have sex, then... Hah.
Yeah, after I'm done with this...thing, I plan to (possibly) get a job or something useful. Maybe I'll move back home. (actually, no, I won't move back home, because there's a certain little 13 year-old in my hometown who makes me want to claw my eyeballs out. I'm serious. Her face is so irritating, and her voice is so squeaky, and she acts dumb so she can get some dick shoved up her disgusting, disease-ridden vagina. Oh, and she somehow manages to track me down wherever I go. I don't even know HOW.)