Everything is kind of getting boring. It's the same over and over. Nothing is really happening. I don't know if I'm really happy right now. Merely existing. So earlier I was in my room, the heater was on and everything, and so I just laid down and tried to sleep but it didn't happen. I mostly just was there thinking. But I liked how it was. It was warm, kinda tired, and kind of like a... teddy bear? Loving? and stuff? I liked it.
This was also after Megan read this tag thing on Facebook, apparently got to part where I ranted about a few certain people should die, read about Cotey, and decided to text me. About it. I really have no idea what she was trying to do. I think she was just defending him. She annoyed me a lot. It's not my fault her boyfriend is an ass. She should know he is. He's blunt and says what's on his mind, and if he found out, he'd kick your ass and then some. One thing she said with some major grammatical corrections. They both piss me off...
I would like to be more like Michael or Lars. (guess what. Firefox says bemore is a word. what a weird word.) They're cool cats. Like Sly. he was also a cool cat. and Azzy is an actual cat. and is cuddly. She's a cuddly cat. But she doesn't use the litter box well. So she failed at being a good cat. This is so pointless. I should become a hermit. Fuck you people. Wanting your approval is hard.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
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I can identify pretty strongly with the first five sentences.
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