That talk really did make me feel better. It made me feel so much better about myself that upon entering my home, a little danced was done. Booty poppin', fo sho. It's weird though, because we didn't really talk about anything. It just felt good to have some sort of release from all of this bullshit I'm surrounded by. I'm at a place where everyone claims they're so 'real' and that they're the most honest, when really, they're full of the most shit. Like a shitbag! Bags full of poop.
You can't be honest if you only reveal parts of a story that you want heard, or tell different versions of a tale. Wtf is up with that anyway? Why lie about things that don't matter? We allll lie (it's a human quality), so why can't we just choose to lie about the things that actually matter? Let's lie and say we ... Ha, I can't think of any justifiable lie.
Spring Break was damned great. The best one out of my high school yea's! Although that doesn't say much.
Redheads are so interesting. All of 'em.
The more thought I lend to it, the more I realize I care so very little about so many. Most people don't give me any reason to. Just because we chat every now and again doesn't really make us friends. People throw that word around too much.
Prom seems suck-worthy.
Complexity seems to be my bestest friend. No more sleep for me. Those daily nightmares are coming back. Plus, I'll get more done/do work period.
Lmaoooo. This bitch on Rock of Love looks terribleeee!
The government is going to use this generation's desire for fame against it. Most people under the age of 22 have a Facebook profile, a blog, and a twitter! Not to mention the other miscellaneous websites that offer profiling services. All it takes is a click and suddenly -BAM- someone thinks they know you. I add you on Facebook, go through your photos, look at your profile, then I make assumptions about you and think I have a good gauge about who you are as a person.
You Know What is my favorite song from Seeing Sounds. (India, keep yo comment to yourself, lol)
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Well excuuuuuse me! Lol. The color of your text in contrast to your background makes my head hurt something vicious. =\ Spring Break was the shit. It was the shit so much that I almost cried when I had to get up this morning.
Oh, and if all else fails, you're going to prom with me. ^_^.
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