and then you die :)

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

I had the ant-in-my-pants syndrome.
So I went for a walk around eleven to my bridge.
It was kinda scary.
Especially when I got there and the lightening illuminated the old old house right across from the bridge that someone used to say was where Slenderman lived.
But I just layed there on the rickety bridge, watching the lightening reflect in the water and listening to the leaves rustle and the thunder crack.
It was pretty.
Until the house creaked.
Then I left.


*Great story bro you should tell it at parties.*

Wisdom Teeth

I got them all pulled out today. And I've been sleeping off the effects since nine am. I was told that I wouldn't be able to remember the procedure because only one person out of the many they've done remembered anything.
I remember the whole thing.
The awful shots and the one in the roof of my mouth. The scraping and ripping of the gum as they pulled them out and that nasty smell when they had to cut some of the tooth off in order to remove it.
I also watched a part of it in the oral surgeon's glasses. But then I had to stop because I felt like throwing up.

Also the Valium didn't work very well last night. Before I fell asleep, it was working awesome. I even called people and sang them songs on their answering machine. And playing around on Facebook but I can't remember that well. I just remember my fingers feeling numb and heavy and pushing lots of wrong keys but being too tired to backspace. And singing to myself while looking at stuff. It often wasn't very nice.
But then I woke up a lot from nerve dreams where I didn't have a jaw or I missed the appointment.
Also I apparently woke up and listened to Krystal's voicemail at like one in the morning. and replied to a text at almost midnight. I don't remember either of those. I must have been super tired though because I texted back "good might:)" instead of night and that's pretty pathetic.

Now my jaw/neck hurts and my gums are huge swollen things like tonsils and they're probably going to kill me. I'm afraid of tonsils. I've only told like one person this but I don't really know what they are and they scare me so much. Like they're going to kill me on purpose some day.
I don't know.
Also I look like a chipmunk and I woke up a little big ago with blood all over my pillow.
So that's gross.

Monday, June 27, 2011

yaay i jsut took some emedicines and now i feel drunke and i want to go to sleepp liek it's suppoedes to do and i don't want to go to bed because it's searly and i realy misss talking to people in perticualy and then i called and no sanser and then i sand a song and it was a good one so i'm scared agout my teeth stomorrow and so i ihatei wisdom teeeeeethh and so i sdon't feesl like fixing this an dmy fingerss are messin up and i scan't realy thinkk aso i should go to bed njow i'm agraid i'm goin to foget to btush my teeth and it wil be gtross fro the tdensit and also i can't remeeeeeeemter how to stanf up very well

Saturday, June 25, 2011

I'm gonna puke.

I'm about to do the hardest thing that I have ever imagined.

I'm really sorry to everyone. Especially to my best friend that I lied to so many times. And the person who could have been my best friend but I screwed that one up and drug it out. And them already moving on hurts a heck of a lot more than I thought it would. I just don't want it to get rubbed in my face because I'm already doing it to myself. But that person? Really? Oh well. It should have been them all along.

Then I wouldn't have to be in Hell right now.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

I didn't know it was possible to become the jealous type of girl everyone hates.
Not me I said.
I'm cool.
Hah.

Friday, June 10, 2011

Five Years Time - Noah & the Whale

Oh well in five years time we could be walking round a zoo
With the sun shining down over me and you
And there'll be love in the bodies of the elephants too
And I'll put my hands over your eyes, but you'll peep through

And there'll be sun sun sun
All over our bodies
And sun sun sun
All down our necks (?)
And sun sun sun
All over our faces
And sun sun sun

So what the heck

Cos I'll be laughing at all your silly little jokes
And we'll be laughing about how we used to smoke
All those stupid little cigarettes
And drink stupid wine
Cos it's what we needed to have a good time

And it was fun fun fun
When we were drinking
It was fun fun fun
When we were drunk
And it was fun fun fun
When we were laughing
It was fun fun fun
Oh it was fun

Oh well I look at you and say
It's the happiest that I've ever been
And I'll say I no longer feel I have to be James Dean
And she'll say
Yah well I feel all pretty happy too
And I'm always pretty happy when I'm just kicking back with you

And it'll be
Love love love
All through our bodies
And love love love
All through our minds
And it be Love love love
All over her face
And Love love love
All over mine

Although maybe all these moments are just in my head
I'll be thinking ‘bout them as I'm lying in bed
And all that I believe (?) might never really come true
But in my mind I'm havin' a pretty good time with you

Oh

Five years time
I might not know you
Five years time
We might not speak
Oh
In five years time
We might not get along
In five years time
You might just prove me wrong

Oh there'll be love love love
Wherever you go
There'll be love love love
Wherever you go
There'll be love love love
Wherever you go
There'll be love love love
Wherever you go
There'll be love love love
Wherever you go
There'll be love love love
Wherever you go
There'll be love love love

Wherever you go there'll be love.
Our parking lot, June 7, 2016. See you there :)

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

my toes are covered
the cotton warming up my little toe that
sadly
never gets warmed.
i think that's the only bit of me that's warm.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

In The Left Lane

I often think that I should move to Europe, because then maybe I would get things right. Maybe I would hold my tongue a little better before I snapped of someone's head, or perhaps I would realize that brains really do count a little more than a nice body and stop feeling so depressed all the days. Or maybe, even, my boussole a la morale wouldn't be so frikkin off. I'm tired of straying into the left lane and getting hit.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Jealousy. It's a booger.

I'm seriously awful.
I get so frikkin jealous over everything. I want to lock up the things I love and never ever let them out, never let anyone else see them or touch them or talk to them. I'm a loser. I want people to like me, and then be my friend, and then be MINE. Ack. I disgust myself.