Sensible Ramblings?
I’m back, assholes.
I’ve come to the conclusion that I have an online journal for a reason and I might as well write in it. Actually, I’m just burning a shit load of CD’s and don’t have anything better to do with my life. Well, let’s say what I can remember or what I’m not too lazy to type. Absolutely nothing. So, I hate this reggaeton shit. I can’t understand how someone can have the audacity to admit their liking for it. It hurts me, really. Makes me embarrassed for my generation and that someone may accidentally assume I have some faint similarities to these demons. I feel the need to change my room, as always. This time though, I think it needs to be rather drastic. Some people who continue to hang on to my life surely need to let go and not deliver vague depictions of the amount of hurt or uncertainty I’ve caused. Certain things are extremely mutual and cannot be placed on someone’s shoulders; this situation surely being one of them. I’m not angry, just unsure. So, I’m still sick and really should visit the doctor and cut down on smoking. Cosme lent me a vast amount of CD’s to burn that I don’t know what to do with myself. Trick ass mark. I’m going to get so fat. They just built a Coldstone two minutes away from my house. Obesity in a two mile radius; I love it. Man, Mike has really nice fucking teeth. That smile? My God, it’s crazy. I kind of don’t know what to do with myself. Someone help me figure this out. I just want you to crave my scent.
Is your eternal voodoo,
Beth
I’ve come to the conclusion that I have an online journal for a reason and I might as well write in it. Actually, I’m just burning a shit load of CD’s and don’t have anything better to do with my life. Well, let’s say what I can remember or what I’m not too lazy to type. Absolutely nothing. So, I hate this reggaeton shit. I can’t understand how someone can have the audacity to admit their liking for it. It hurts me, really. Makes me embarrassed for my generation and that someone may accidentally assume I have some faint similarities to these demons. I feel the need to change my room, as always. This time though, I think it needs to be rather drastic. Some people who continue to hang on to my life surely need to let go and not deliver vague depictions of the amount of hurt or uncertainty I’ve caused. Certain things are extremely mutual and cannot be placed on someone’s shoulders; this situation surely being one of them. I’m not angry, just unsure. So, I’m still sick and really should visit the doctor and cut down on smoking. Cosme lent me a vast amount of CD’s to burn that I don’t know what to do with myself. Trick ass mark. I’m going to get so fat. They just built a Coldstone two minutes away from my house. Obesity in a two mile radius; I love it. Man, Mike has really nice fucking teeth. That smile? My God, it’s crazy. I kind of don’t know what to do with myself. Someone help me figure this out. I just want you to crave my scent.
Is your eternal voodoo,
Beth