wow, it's really been a while.
what's with all these slimy sneaky motherfuckers, who have a thing for girls with boyfriends? and why do they ALL ignore my messages? fuckin. fuck.
this is fuckery. and also my biggest pet peeve fuckin piss-off FUCK. little bitches.

Sunday, May 30, 2010 Sabbra Cadabra

And so for once in a blue moon, i'm happy with everything. Actually i'm probably deluded, doped up on love from a little angel I know - but i'd have to be a madman to complain about anything. I had intended to write more when I started this, but I just dont give a fuck about anything except her right now, so I guess it's not a very good day to blog. GoodNIGHT.

There have been exactly three times that I've had to wonder if everything she said to me was worthless. One of those times was irrational. Take that and divide it by the amount of times I was sure that she held undying love for me, and it's probably about 1000 to 1 =D When I put this into perspective, it means a great deal to me, such a gift, given the horror stories that different walks of love have put me through. On the day that marks our 12 months together it seems to mean so much more.

I'm so young, yet i've already found the greatest joy life has to offer. Unfortunately, everything else now is just... second best <3

Thank you for a great year sweetheart.

Friday, May 21, 2010 Its only taboo with you

I can't stand myself. The way I get sometimes, it drives me nuts. I start with a thought, follow through to a request, but if that gets shot down or brushed off - I find myself in a pickle. No matter how much I want to, I won't ask twice cause it makes me feel like i'm nagging (for lack of a better word). But if I know if I don't try again, I wont get it. Normally its not a problem, but in some cases I just get pissed off. I get pissed off at myself, for feeling the need to kill my ambitions. In turn, I don't get what I want.

I hate picking up dog shit.