twenty-six
i never finished watching dinotopia, damnit. but i made 65 bucks, so it's all good. not to mention i earned the appreciation of an unglued couple. i feel so needed.
onto other things. this weekend, as i suspected it would be, hasn't been too spectacular. i bought a new hat, and i went on a date with my best friend ellen(a metaphorical date we shall call it), which were both spectacular spectacular occasions (the double was meant to be there). alas, aside from a measly 5 minutes this afternoon, i haven't talked to skott since friday afternoon at 6, and it's sunday morning, 12:30 am. that makes me feel like shit, and it makes me want to shoot myself in the guts. mostly because the only way to get my mind off of missing him and wanting to be with him is to sleep, however being the pathetic loser i am, i can't exactly do that without saying goodnight to him.
that look makes me believe he means everything he says to me. god, how could anyone resist that face?
is it wrong to be so emotionally attached to digital pictures? your pixels get me tongue-tied, baby.
god i hate the sound of my parents' footsteps down the hall and up the stairs, but in reverse order. it makes me want to shoot them too.
onto other things. this weekend, as i suspected it would be, hasn't been too spectacular. i bought a new hat, and i went on a date with my best friend ellen(a metaphorical date we shall call it), which were both spectacular spectacular occasions (the double was meant to be there). alas, aside from a measly 5 minutes this afternoon, i haven't talked to skott since friday afternoon at 6, and it's sunday morning, 12:30 am. that makes me feel like shit, and it makes me want to shoot myself in the guts. mostly because the only way to get my mind off of missing him and wanting to be with him is to sleep, however being the pathetic loser i am, i can't exactly do that without saying goodnight to him.
that look makes me believe he means everything he says to me. god, how could anyone resist that face?
is it wrong to be so emotionally attached to digital pictures? your pixels get me tongue-tied, baby.
god i hate the sound of my parents' footsteps down the hall and up the stairs, but in reverse order. it makes me want to shoot them too.