Sunday, September 14, 2008

rainbows


Three things I love in one word : rain , bows and rainbows (: . Speaking of three things I love /; Taylor, Ashley & Chanelle. Guess what guess what guess what! (; My birthday is coming up so you three can come over&tell me how much you guys love me, while eating cake (: I spoil you guys. This picture is proof that I have the flattest ass evvaaaaa. OMGG my hair was supz short. FBI x3 (: haii, wear your shirt when ju come ova okay? <3 I needa look for mine.

So, I bet Lourdes noticed I didn't post last night, guess why! Cause I was watching The Wackness , with Christopher .. kinda. AHMAHGAHDD , izz me favorite movie. It makes me wanna paint my nails black, wear bamboo heart earrings & do lots of drugs. Anyways, it got me thinking about how fucked up everyone really is and how everyone has a different way of coping with it. Then it got me thinking of Valium, Prozac, Zoloft and shit, how fucked up mentally do you have to be to take anti-depressants? I mean, isn't everyone sad at some point/phase in their life? I mean, how do you measure fucked-up-ness? Personally, I myself think I'm pretty fucked up. I find pleasure in laying on my AIRmattress (not even a bed!) in my yellow hellokittyed (i'm turning sixteen!)out room full of pictures of yours truely (s0 conceited) & that smells like piss (dirty worn five time clothes) & listening to Rainbow Veins by Owl City(i think its the only song i like by them..him?her? though), just so I can sing along while staring at that air vent thing on my ceiling...motionless. Who the fuck likes shit like that?! If you don't think that's fucked up, i'm sawwy you are fuckked upppp. Then me&chris were thinking about how much better drugs&sex > l0tttz of things. I know for sure one, but not the other. But , i'm just gunna keep that to me. &how much better everyones life would be if they just got laid and high regularly. I mean, its not really hurting anyone. Personally, I'd prefer a short extra happy life if that means i have to have a shortness of breath. Wait, now I'm just talking because I wouldn't risk STDs to be happy. ANYWAYS that got me thinking about why people (including me) just can't be happy. What in my life is so bad that I just can't wake up smiling? I'll get back to you on that one, as much as i think and over think things I'm not exactly sure.

I hate myself. You win.

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