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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

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.

"

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.