Sunday, March 15, 2009

Just a voice inside your head...

"whispering all the hope is dead" aha gotta love the Cary Brothers.

What a fucking week. Never have I been more excited to see the lights of Atlanta than I was last night on that plane. Xanax made that trip fly by, even though the creepy old man watched me sleep. Whatever. Oh- this week. The things I have learned this week and the things I have sorted out within my own head this week. It's ridiculous.
-Everytime your name comes up these days it's one-hundred percent surrounded by shitty news. Bye-bye, be gone. I hate myself for still caring sometimes. It's absolutely insane. Never have I wasted so much as I did with all of that. Whaaaaat was I thinking? Brushed you off my shoulders and no more holding me back. Thank, Christ!
- It's really sad that I don't miss you at all. Well, except when I'm under the influence and I hear a tune that brings up past memories but that's all it is. Living in the past. The past is the past and that's where it should stay. I am working on that. I find you to be one hell of a hypocrite but we're not going there. I almost feel like a cold person when I am able to say that this whole ordeal doesn't tug on my heart one bit. Two separate roads and two different people- shit happens. Thanks for the laughs. Wishing you the best in all you do. Hollerrrrr.

Twenty-seven degrees pretty much everyday last week. Holy crap! I've adjusted to the warmer weather and, maaaan, did that cold have me craving some company. Snuggles, please. It has to be completely awkward how cold my hands and feet get. Sorry ahead of time to anyone I may lend my hands to. Not very inviting ha.
"And when I get this feeling, I gots to have sexual heaaaaling" hahaha I've been belting that out all week. I have to pervert everything.

I find it to be rather ridiculous how all week I've had all sorts of things swirling through my mind but my laptop was back in Georgia so I couldn't ramble but here I am trying to jot it all down and I've come to a blank. Then again my confusion always comes late at night. This is a sign I need to get to my Biology shit. I'll finish this up tonight.

Constantly craving company at this point- and, no, I don't mean for kicks and giggles. Blaaaaaaah. Spring- bring me a maaaaan ahaaa!

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