So since nobody reads this blog, I'm just going to scream at all you imaginary readers for a minute, mk y'all?
WHAT THE FUUUUCK WHY DOES NOBODY LOVE ME IM SUCH A TEENAGE GIRL ALL I WANT IS TO BE LOVED AND TO LOVE WHY ARE RELATIONSHIPS ALL I THINK ABOUT WHY AM I WEARING THIS SHIRT WHY AM I GAINING SO MUCH WEIGHT WHY IS THERE NO AVAILABLE OPTIONS NOW THAT IM NOT INTERESTED IN BOYS I SHOULD JUST DATE BOYS AGAIN AND DEAL WITH THE LACK OF ATTRACTION SO I CAN ACTUALLY BE LOVED ACTUALLY WAIT THAT'S A HORRIBLE IDEA AHHHHHHHHHHHH
So. Anyways. Nadie me quiere y le quiero amar a ALGIEN pero no hay nadie .
Fuuuuuuudgecicles. I'm gonna die a lonely virgin.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Driving.....
Is it just me, or is the idea of learning how to drive really terrifying? I'm actually scared. I guess I'm always scared of learning new things but it doesn't change the fact that I have to learn soon and learn well so as to actually not kill anyone..... 
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Lizard Skin
Our makeup artist just bailed. Our photo shoot is in an hour and we are supposed to be lizard people. I am the surrogate makeup artist..... I'm going to fail.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Damaged Goods
Why is it that I only date damaged people? I have a string of sick puppy exes. And the saddest part is that, out of the 8 or so relationships that I've had, 2 of them lasted more than 2 weeks. Those were both boys, and they lasted 7 and 5 months. The rest have been girls except for a guy or two. Apparently I'm repulsive because they either run away after 2 weeks, or I realize how weird the people I date are, and dump them when I can't fix them.
I am a hopeless case.
I am a hopeless case.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Ladygirl
This girl.... It's completely crazy that I like her as much as I do. She is sweet to me most of the time, and then sometimes she acts like I'm not important at all.... Most of the time she's amazing. My friends don't like her and some say she's a bitch. I don't see that side of her very often. She's defensive and sensitive but in a guarded, unemotional way. She says I'm one of the few people that can make her feel emotional. She's weird and interesting and has a whole past that I don't know about. She has a bit of a reputation. She doesn't care what people think of her.
Her lips taste like sweetness and black coffee and spearmint gum. They are the softest things I have ever encountered. I could kiss her forever.... Her skin is smoother than glass, her hands are strong and cool. She is tough. I am weak and melting at her touch. She's a year behind me in school but only a month younger, and I could spend every minute with her. The way she keeps me waiting and forgets sometimes might seem careless to most, but to me it just makes her seem like she cares about other things than me. Which is good and a contrast to me, who sits around waiting for her and kisses her jaw and gives her everything she wants. She wants a casual relationship? Okay. She wants to choose between me and her boyfriend? Okay. I hope she picks me. She wants to kiss me goodbye before class and show me off to all the little freshmen? Please please do. Any little touch of her lips sends me falling farther for her. I'm whipped.
Her lips taste like sweetness and black coffee and spearmint gum. They are the softest things I have ever encountered. I could kiss her forever.... Her skin is smoother than glass, her hands are strong and cool. She is tough. I am weak and melting at her touch. She's a year behind me in school but only a month younger, and I could spend every minute with her. The way she keeps me waiting and forgets sometimes might seem careless to most, but to me it just makes her seem like she cares about other things than me. Which is good and a contrast to me, who sits around waiting for her and kisses her jaw and gives her everything she wants. She wants a casual relationship? Okay. She wants to choose between me and her boyfriend? Okay. I hope she picks me. She wants to kiss me goodbye before class and show me off to all the little freshmen? Please please do. Any little touch of her lips sends me falling farther for her. I'm whipped.
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