Sunday, November 8, 2015

Argh uugh

I've been on a trs spiel for the whole day, I couldn't function all day, it's worse than the Mariah episode, this time I just want to run thru the daisys with bae all girlfriends aside cough. I've been spamming my brain waves with 2000000 gahhh my brain is mushy, and my heart is full of wondrous song except I am shot of creativity and writing ability, unless in the form of a blog. Oh and psychonaut has a new girlfriend and life is apparently perfect on his end. I wish baes heart was mine. In a alternate universe he will be mine and he will be a normal ass dude and he wouldn't be a Christian just some cool ass dude who likes fatties. Hahahhaha I'm not that fat. And we'd have like 10 corgis and they'd run around us while we dance around the house waltzing salsa ing ma king out. Ma king out marking mackintosh mocking mackintosh omg stop I want to Mack out good. We'd both curse a storm but his mind would find time to write lyrics still, it'd be supes metal baby metal. No kidding that's bad. If he wasn't such a cutie I don't know what I'd actually be thinking of him, it's sad when I think about it, it's all about the fucking attraction he wasn't hot b4 he was just a pretty sweet dude, why'd he have to go and get hot? And play with our hearts? And now apparently my heart and day, gtfo outta my head Ashlee octopus style. Uighur and I'm been yearning up a storm to chill with jayson, he's so funnyyyy it hurts, he's the real genuine deal bffs forever. Until he decreases in age. No don't go there bitch. Ok officially banning myself from trs. At least for tommorow gotta get shit done.  Still in love with Mariah. Found out he's leaving soon, no more starringly loving jokingly stares. No more great customer servicing. No more giggle fits, I'm gonna miss that dude, gotta get his number or leave my number for a good time, because I need fun in my life all the drums song. Music rules my life, baes gotta get outta my head, or I'm gonna blow my lid. Goodnight good friends I wanna be next to you from head from my heart for its true. I guess that's the last of that, hopefully.

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