scream me a love song
who even knows where this is gonna go. but ima try to explain it the best i can. tori definitly just sleep dropped her kicker. and i definitly have 50 43 donut holes sitting on my lap.
i dont think im ever going to understand this image upholding thing that people seem to have the need to maintain. what are you so worried about? lifes short enough as it is. you shouuuuld just enjoy it. live it. love it. carry on. but people cant just be happy. they cant just let things go. they cant slow everything down and smell some fucking flowers. its the little things that make life worth it. really.
bahh. i dont know.
its really hard to not just be a lazy asshole about everything and just say fuck it. i definitly have talked to the tor about a certain person. if they hadnt done things the way they did i wouldnt have such a problem with them. theres really no need to explain it in here. they should understand what was so wrong if they have a brain, which is quite debatable at this point apparently. who cares. its not that hard to be honest about things. people get mad and they get over it. if you are up front about shit all the time, the latter problems of confusion arent there. guh. i just wish people could get real. seriously. who cares who likes ya. and who cares who doesnt. is that going to matter in 10 years? are you even gonna live 10 more years? you could die tomorrow. would you like to be able to look back (if thats even possible of course) and say "hey, at least i had a good time. at least i fuckin did what i wanted."
i dont fucking understand why people feel the need to act suprised when things go shitty in relationships, or life in general. nothings meant to be perfect. nobody can be pleased at all times. i honestly dont know what i want to say about that certain individual mentioned above. i want to call them out on being sketchy and a liar. but did i not call that from the very beginning? i could see it all. and knew it was going on. though i just didnt care enough to mention it. do i need to be more straightforward with people and call them out on things as i see em? i understand shit way more than you think. i study body language. lips ears mouth throat. hand gestures. eye flutters. posture. twitch. i also study peoples minds. the way they work. or dont work. remember whos going to be a psychologist one'a these days? i get it dude. just act like this matters. acknowledge my understanding and realistic views. give me some credit. im not that bad of a person. there are far worse things to worry about.
im gonna buy a vibrator, a laptop, and a huge sack of weed and get my jam on with that shit for the next couple months til i move back to shitbag west coast. but thats not to say there arent shitbags over here on the east coast. haha. the only three people i have had any sort of involvement with here were A) some crazy asshole i went on two/three dates with who "fell in love" with me, then broke up with me via voicemail two months later, even though i didnt even know about said relationship; B) a boy i had a super hero of a crush on for the longest time, kissed him in front of an icecream shop, have hung out with a total of four or five times, and wish he wasnt such a total flake or asshole; and C) fred.
i dont know what im gonna do with myself for the next two weeks. there will be drunk dials and frost bite involved i assure you. so if you havent heard from me in more than a month, or if youve pissed me off within the last month. expect the call. delete the voicemail if i leave you one, i have a knack for rambling and/or talking to myself. dont try to save it and play it for me please. ill be better off not knowing. also, there will be drunk sledding on my behalf of course. with our new addition to life. summer. shes so beautiful. but smells of old pennies. haha.
man. im so tired my eyes wont stop watering.
kdfmnsjnk
this will be revised. im sure of it.
til then <3
i dont think im ever going to understand this image upholding thing that people seem to have the need to maintain. what are you so worried about? lifes short enough as it is. you shouuuuld just enjoy it. live it. love it. carry on. but people cant just be happy. they cant just let things go. they cant slow everything down and smell some fucking flowers. its the little things that make life worth it. really.
bahh. i dont know.
its really hard to not just be a lazy asshole about everything and just say fuck it. i definitly have talked to the tor about a certain person. if they hadnt done things the way they did i wouldnt have such a problem with them. theres really no need to explain it in here. they should understand what was so wrong if they have a brain, which is quite debatable at this point apparently. who cares. its not that hard to be honest about things. people get mad and they get over it. if you are up front about shit all the time, the latter problems of confusion arent there. guh. i just wish people could get real. seriously. who cares who likes ya. and who cares who doesnt. is that going to matter in 10 years? are you even gonna live 10 more years? you could die tomorrow. would you like to be able to look back (if thats even possible of course) and say "hey, at least i had a good time. at least i fuckin did what i wanted."
i dont fucking understand why people feel the need to act suprised when things go shitty in relationships, or life in general. nothings meant to be perfect. nobody can be pleased at all times. i honestly dont know what i want to say about that certain individual mentioned above. i want to call them out on being sketchy and a liar. but did i not call that from the very beginning? i could see it all. and knew it was going on. though i just didnt care enough to mention it. do i need to be more straightforward with people and call them out on things as i see em? i understand shit way more than you think. i study body language. lips ears mouth throat. hand gestures. eye flutters. posture. twitch. i also study peoples minds. the way they work. or dont work. remember whos going to be a psychologist one'a these days? i get it dude. just act like this matters. acknowledge my understanding and realistic views. give me some credit. im not that bad of a person. there are far worse things to worry about.
im gonna buy a vibrator, a laptop, and a huge sack of weed and get my jam on with that shit for the next couple months til i move back to shitbag west coast. but thats not to say there arent shitbags over here on the east coast. haha. the only three people i have had any sort of involvement with here were A) some crazy asshole i went on two/three dates with who "fell in love" with me, then broke up with me via voicemail two months later, even though i didnt even know about said relationship; B) a boy i had a super hero of a crush on for the longest time, kissed him in front of an icecream shop, have hung out with a total of four or five times, and wish he wasnt such a total flake or asshole; and C) fred.
i dont know what im gonna do with myself for the next two weeks. there will be drunk dials and frost bite involved i assure you. so if you havent heard from me in more than a month, or if youve pissed me off within the last month. expect the call. delete the voicemail if i leave you one, i have a knack for rambling and/or talking to myself. dont try to save it and play it for me please. ill be better off not knowing. also, there will be drunk sledding on my behalf of course. with our new addition to life. summer. shes so beautiful. but smells of old pennies. haha.
man. im so tired my eyes wont stop watering.
kdfmnsjnk
this will be revised. im sure of it.
til then <3