*Sarcastic mode: On*
W00t I didn't sleep last night. Baby doggeh wouldn't let me do it. He kept crying and peeing all around. Moving-Jumping-Having Nightmares. I wonder what puppies dream about.... Well... I slept from 9 am to 11 am.
I'm mad at someone... but I don't know who. Well I think I do. But I have no right, I guess. I'm really disappointed. Man... I'm hurt.
Damn inspiration is gone. I can't think. I try and try and try and all I do is sh*t.
I'm f*cking tired of crying.
AND DON'T YOU EVEN DARE TELLING ME TO GO TO A DAMN PSYCHATRIST. *mother of orthography* I'm not in da mood of writing correctly. I guess I'm just bored.
----> I'm the cutest thing when I cry... and sing at the same time, anyway.<---- Nyeh. Yeah, for sure... BLUAHG.
And yes yes I know this is silly. I'm not emo... CRAAAAAP. I said I just think too much. I need something to distract my freaking brain but nothing helps. Nothing. NOBODY.
Surely I have lots of friends.... ..... ..... ........ ...... ...... ....... ...........
Why do I do all those freaking things, if nobody cares? I WONDER WHY.
YEAH THAT'S IT.
WHAT WHAT WHAT
WHO WHO WHO
Arnold I'm sorry.
Michael I'm sorry.
Jesus I'm sorry.
I want to reach out and pull you to me ♪ ♫
Oh god, please please please please oh crap oh crap ok HE'S NOT GONE HE'S NOT GONE EUEUEUGH HE'S GONNA KILL ME. lol. ROFLMAO etc etc trollface. :foreveralone:
People don't look at you unless they realize there's something wrong with you. At that moment they think you're sick and that you should STFU.
Screw this I'm going to bed.
I'm bored as heck and got a damn headache.
Love you guys.
PS: I know I'm being totally ridiculous. Who cares, I need somewhere to write what I feel.
OMG OMG OMG HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIM CARREY. He's 50 <3
He will ignore me like forever but I don't care he makes me laugh and I stupidly love him.