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Why, on a Saturday, of all days, am I on a computer...and why have I been on it...basically ALL DAY?
Because I'm boring...and don't have any friends. None that like me anyway.
Doesn't matter. It's been fun. The more time you spend with yourself the crazier you become and the more you hate the world and think that there couldn't possibly be anything wrong with you.
IT'S THE WORLD THAT'S MADE ME THIS WAY!
I ate a lot of chocolate, watched a lot of television, and watched my puppy pee on a lot of stuff.
Not my house. Go for it little guy.
He's cool. He was passed out and I lifted him off my lap then dropped him on the couch and he STILL didn't wake up. I thought he was dead but no, he's just amazingly cool. He's "chill". My new expression, whether I adapted it or made it up I don't know but I still think I'm pretty damn awesome for picking it up myself.
Lately I've been morbidly unoriginal. Except for the whole song/music writing thing. I'm way too cool.
I want to go to Florida. I'm desperately reaching out to old friends trying to make a connection that probably was never there. Meh, I'm finding life more pointless every day.
I need a damn job. I hope Michael comes through for me.
Because I'm boring...and don't have any friends. None that like me anyway.
Doesn't matter. It's been fun. The more time you spend with yourself the crazier you become and the more you hate the world and think that there couldn't possibly be anything wrong with you.
IT'S THE WORLD THAT'S MADE ME THIS WAY!
I ate a lot of chocolate, watched a lot of television, and watched my puppy pee on a lot of stuff.
Not my house. Go for it little guy.
He's cool. He was passed out and I lifted him off my lap then dropped him on the couch and he STILL didn't wake up. I thought he was dead but no, he's just amazingly cool. He's "chill". My new expression, whether I adapted it or made it up I don't know but I still think I'm pretty damn awesome for picking it up myself.
Lately I've been morbidly unoriginal. Except for the whole song/music writing thing. I'm way too cool.
I want to go to Florida. I'm desperately reaching out to old friends trying to make a connection that probably was never there. Meh, I'm finding life more pointless every day.
I need a damn job. I hope Michael comes through for me.