"we could be daytime drunks if we wanted, we'd never get anything done that way baby"

Apr 30, 2006 12:43

I suppose this is quite silly. Friday was amazing. Feeling like a little kid, free from all responsibilities and obligations is the most incredible feeling. Why am I so shallow? His lips like pillows. A "real kiss". Why must that which haunted me consistently for quite some time continue even now? Oh I hate you.
I am fresh out of the shower and my options are infinite. What shall today bring? Hopefully a nice boy in blue jeans with a plain black tee shirt and no hat. That's what I ordered anyway. And if the package is more than 15 minutes late, it's free!
I need to quit biting my nails. Does anybody have a remedy I have not yet tried twice?
Call it a nervous habit or pure boredom. It is what it is: unattractive.
I just want Jason Dean (Christian Slater) from Heathers. "Our love is god. Let's go get a slushie."
Or maybe I belong with Rick (Humphrey Bogart) from Cassablanca. "My nationality? I'm a drunkard."
I'm getting pretty tipsy. And I absolutely adore Gerard Way. "Desert Song" is fucking spectacular. Thank you thoroughly Emily. Copley is a fun place when you're there. But what happens in Copley stays in Copley and shouldn't necessarily be brought back home just because it "followed you". However, if you take good care of it whaile it's here at home, then you are free to bring it here anytime. Unless it gets teased and poked by the "Unwelcoming Committee". THE END.

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