The road to recovery is always so sweet. Life is so sweet. My mom calls me a bear's biaaaaaaaaaatch. Lost in translation. PUKAHAZAH. The weather is agreeing with my hands. My hands aren't as dry and flaky. Mumzzie, my hands aren't dry! CHEERZ. I'm so happy to be healthy. O HAPPY I AM O SO!
Dreams, no dreams!
Monday, March 7, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
jealousy
Flew to LA for fun. Went out to eat and had the worst service ever so we let. But right next door was Gold Burger. Everyone was at burger. To save face, I ordered a number 2. WASTE! Everyone knew by how much change I got back. The booths were fun and comfy. All eyeS on me. <3 <3 <,3 TrelAlAH
This reminds me of the time when we did random shopping at CustomS.
This reminds me of the time when we did random shopping at CustomS.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Advice
You have to go out. Go dancing. Go out. Go out.
It's Friday, you're going to go out, right?
Ummm, no. AHAHAHAHA. LADJALSD.zzzz
It's Friday, you're going to go out, right?
Ummm, no. AHAHAHAHA. LADJALSD.zzzz
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Sorray
Apologizing shouldn't make you feel not guilty.
Apologizing is not about making yourself feel better.
It's about stating what you did was wrong.
I feel like shoots and ladders.
Gurgle, Giggens.
Apologizing is not about making yourself feel better.
It's about stating what you did was wrong.
I feel like shoots and ladders.
Gurgle, Giggens.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
plastic bag talk
ohloveohno
diccccccccck
nutttttttt
peanutttttttttt
doucccccccccccccccheeeeeeeeeee
diccccccccck
nutttttttt
peanutttttttttt
doucccccccccccccccheeeeeeeeeee
Blood Brother by Blood
lol
lol
ohloveohno
YOU MUST HAVE BEEN EITHER
YOU MUST HAVE BEEN EITHER
Blood Brother by Blood
i cant talk
i cant talk
ohloveohno
READING THE BIBLE
READING THE BIBLE
Blood Brother by Blood
my mouth hurts
i have cuts
my mouth hurts
i have cuts
ohloveohno
OR TWILIGHT
THAT'S WHAT YOU GET
FO TALKING LIKE THAT ON THE PHONE LAST NIGHT
OR TWILIGHT
THAT'S WHAT YOU GET
FO TALKING LIKE THAT ON THE PHONE LAST NIGHT
a little bit stronger
I'm sick. Call it the winter bluessey now. First it was a mini-strep and now it's the winter bluezzz. Even if I had everything I wanted, I'd still be wretchedly sick. S-I-C-k.
I wish my hair didn't look so damage. It acts like a major pansy. You do one thing to it and it wiggs out. CHILL. OUT!
I wish my hair didn't look so damage. It acts like a major pansy. You do one thing to it and it wiggs out. CHILL. OUT!
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Shoddy Boddy
I ask for the shoddiest things. I am now stuck laughing so hard while my innards are annoyed and pissed off.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Cheers to the new me
I'm not satisfied with my life. I am always thinking of the future and what I would do, but never do. I'm going to quit my job tomorrow and go find my one true love. The boy who's misunderstood and who only I can decipher and understand him and his mysterious ways. I'll naturally make him fall deeply and madly in love with him. And then I'll leave him because that's how all moronic love stories these days are written. Then he'll chase my tail feather and I'll be too in love with myself to care about him and his pasty heart. Because let's be honest, what is love these days. It's just demeaned to foofoo words said on the spur of endorphins flaring.
Love is so grand.
Love is so grand.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
I'm falling in love with you and you don't even care
aughhhhhh, i'm so happy. i'm going to be an actress. an academy award winning actress. cause you see, let's me awesome. it does matter that you're happy with yourself, but also that you are recognized. peace, boyiiii.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
faggggggg fag fagfag fagggg
life is so black and white when your constipated. and mad. mad. mad. mad. mahddd.
i'm hungry but i'm not.
i'm cold but i'm not.
i'm thawed, yes i am.
goodnight, fag.
i think you are a teerex that needs to wake up and smell your sheeeeeeeyt.
you are mean to the bone.
and just rude.
rude.
rude.
i am too but i'm talking about you.
i'm hungry but i'm not.
i'm cold but i'm not.
i'm thawed, yes i am.
goodnight, fag.
i think you are a teerex that needs to wake up and smell your sheeeeeeeyt.
you are mean to the bone.
and just rude.
rude.
rude.
i am too but i'm talking about you.
Monday, February 21, 2011
The good ole times. The craziest times. The times of your life.
Everything is so heightened at that age. You think life is death, and death is just a game. Hormones are all crazed and you think everything is just a game. Everything is death. Everything is life. And life is just a game. Death is just a game.
SisterS
ohloveohno
TITANIC WAS ON LAST NIGHT
IT WAS NOT COOL.
ACTUALLY, IT WAS VERY COOL.
COOL
COLD
COOL
POOR BABY
DO YOU HAVE POPSICLES
TITANIC WAS ON LAST NIGHT
IT WAS NOT COOL.
ACTUALLY, IT WAS VERY COOL.
COOL
COLD
COOL
POOR BABY
DO YOU HAVE POPSICLES
Pandora Box
lol
i do
lol
i do
ohloveohno
GOOD GOOD
GOOD GOOD
Pandora Box
but theyre lemon
and i hate lemon
but theyre lemon
and i hate lemon
ohloveohno
.....
yacccccccck
.....
yacccccccck
Pandora Box
WAIT
i THINK
THEYRE STRAWBERRY IN THERE
WAIT
i THINK
THEYRE STRAWBERRY IN THERE
ohloveohno
.............
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
.............
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
ohloveohno
MY THROAT MUST BE A SISTER THROAT TO YOURS
IT'S BEEN BLOWING UP ALL DAY
MY THROAT MUST BE A SISTER THROAT TO YOURS
IT'S BEEN BLOWING UP ALL DAY
Pandora Box
wuhohhh
come to my house
wuhohhh
come to my house
ohloveohno
BUT NO GLASS
JUST BLOW UP
BUT NO GLASS
JUST BLOW UP
Pandora Box
for strawberry popsicles
for strawberry popsicles
ohloveohno
YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
EEEEEEEEEEEEEE
YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
EEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Pandora Box
its the wavelength thing
its the wavelength thing
ohloveohno
C-O-O-O-O-O-O-L
C-O-O-O-O-O-O-L
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
I still love it
"Sometimes, things are so
perfect….so right….that you don't have to take your time and make sure that every little piece
fits perfectly with the rest. Sometimes, the colors and shapes perfectly blend together and flow
with ease. Sometimes, you don't have to struggle to make things perfect and beautiful."
I sniffled, and she reached across the couch to grab a tissue. I accepted it gratefully.
"Sometimes..." she murmured tenderly, "….the most perfect and most beautiful things in life are
effortless. And you're so lucky when you find it."
perfect….so right….that you don't have to take your time and make sure that every little piece
fits perfectly with the rest. Sometimes, the colors and shapes perfectly blend together and flow
with ease. Sometimes, you don't have to struggle to make things perfect and beautiful."
I sniffled, and she reached across the couch to grab a tissue. I accepted it gratefully.
"Sometimes..." she murmured tenderly, "….the most perfect and most beautiful things in life are
effortless. And you're so lucky when you find it."
Monday, February 14, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
My kids love me so freely and unconditionally.
Of course I love them.
Of course I just want to laugh and play with them.
But I love them so much, that I can't just laugh and play with them.
But I do and will let them know that I do love them.
I love them just as much as they love me.
I miss them already.
Of course I love them.
Of course I just want to laugh and play with them.
But I love them so much, that I can't just laugh and play with them.
But I do and will let them know that I do love them.
I love them just as much as they love me.
I miss them already.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Sunday dinners
you don't care about me anymore
thats why you, you wanna break my heart into pieces on the floor.
another week of work. o it's going to be a blast!
and THEN............ the weekend is going to kick so many moons over and out.
even the cockahhhroches will come out and play.
RIP
"a person with a dry sense of humor is sarcastic, and sort of unemotional. Their humor is more implied, so often times they are misunderstood."
Watched Misfits last night, early morning, prayer war time, and almost pissed in my pants and was laughing so hard.
Watched Misfits last night, early morning, prayer war time, and almost pissed in my pants and was laughing so hard.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Sweet, sweet words.
Dam broke.
Dreamt that my boss didn't think I had a professional relationship with my colleagues.
Speak sweet and soft words.
I'm so mean to my kids.
I'm mean.
I will be sweeter and softer and be Snow White.
I love playing with freynds.
I'M OVER YOU!!! ONE DAY AT A TIME.
I was at the mall and saw Josh mini and Stinky nicky.
I'm shallow. AND mean.
Shallow and mean.
I make a mean combo.
THIS WEEK IS GOING TO KICK ASS.
Dreamt that my boss didn't think I had a professional relationship with my colleagues.
Speak sweet and soft words.
I'm so mean to my kids.
I'm mean.
I will be sweeter and softer and be Snow White.
I love playing with freynds.
I'M OVER YOU!!! ONE DAY AT A TIME.
I was at the mall and saw Josh mini and Stinky nicky.
I'm shallow. AND mean.
Shallow and mean.
I make a mean combo.
THIS WEEK IS GOING TO KICK ASS.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
yamz
i'm bored
i'm restless
i just want to knock out and sleep,
a really good type of sleep,
the type of sleep where if other people were to see,
they would get hunger pains to sleep.
restless, annoyed too.
why can't the people i know like the music i like, which i would hate,
i'm only complaining cause i want to go to these concerts,
i'll just go by myself
whoa,
just a couple days ago i was saying how live music is overrated in my life.
i'm restless
i just want to knock out and sleep,
a really good type of sleep,
the type of sleep where if other people were to see,
they would get hunger pains to sleep.
restless, annoyed too.
why can't the people i know like the music i like, which i would hate,
i'm only complaining cause i want to go to these concerts,
i'll just go by myself
whoa,
just a couple days ago i was saying how live music is overrated in my life.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
It only takes a day for my hands to get chapped when I don't moisturize. How bad are my insides from not eating God's words............................................... replenish me from the inside out. May your waters pour, rush in rampantly and replenish me. May I only be satisfied by you, and you alone. SAVE ME, JESUS! I AM YOURS.
=) the almond butter tastes better when jam is slammored all over it.
=) the almond butter tastes better when jam is slammored all over it.
Love Letterssss
"Draw me close to you, never let me go."
"You are my desire, no one else will do. Nothing else could take your place, to feel the warmth of your embrace."
"Help me find the way, bring me back to you."
"You're all I want, you're all I need, You're all I ever needed... help me know you are near."
REAL ME BACK IN, JESUSSSSSSSSSs
"You are my desire, no one else will do. Nothing else could take your place, to feel the warmth of your embrace."
"Help me find the way, bring me back to you."
"You're all I want, you're all I need, You're all I ever needed... help me know you are near."
REAL ME BACK IN, JESUSSSSSSSSSs
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Wahoolahbee Days
Today was a grand day. Writing about it doesn't justify the day, so I won't bother to. Listening to The Cure and it really is the cherry on top. Tomorrow's another wonderful day. Panda's coming to town. WAHWAHHOOLAHZ.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Give me something stronger.
I just want to puke and crawl into a clean, comfy, hole and sleep into oblivion. But no, I must go on living life so sorrowfully not by choice. It's a loose, loose situation. I just can't seem to shake the feelings away. At the end of the day, it's all just open paper cuts and wounds.............. I sound so depressing, but it's all just due to the big lump in my throat. I don't want to stop complaining because it's how I feel. My. life. sucks. right. now. It's like everything, and anything is going wrong. When will it stop? When I get into my clean, comfy, hole and sleep into oblivion.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Wislawa
"
With smiles and kisses, we prefer
to seek accord beneath our star,
although we're different (we concur)
just as two drops of water are.
With smiles and kisses, we prefer
to seek accord beneath our star,
although we're different (we concur)
just as two drops of water are.
"
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Ladeeloolahlah
Sniff, sniff.... what's that smell? It's the smell of being bitched out already in the new year. Mehhh, it was going to happen sooner or later. My dentist is hilarious. I was bawling in his chair and he tells his assistant to comfort me because he's bad at it. I want cake.
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