but for real (for real, real son)……that bitch is straight up STOOOPID! (ah to go back to when i was much, much younger and much, MUCH more stupid so i can smack the shit outta me. i so needed it.)
learning to understand different people and not get offended by what someone else says, thinks, does, or expresses is one of the absolutely awesome things about growing up. when i think about how completely moronic people can be and then just having a good laugh about it has made my life so much more pleasant. yay them and yay me.
buzz, buzz, buzz
doc, theres a hole where something was. i dont like that you dont care. i dont think its very nice. when things are different it can be almost perfect. when i stop daydreaming i have to accept reality. this does not bode well for our heroine. everyone gives the best advice and im completetly in love with fakes. they make my whole day. once, when i was alone before bed, i figured it all out....
I’z hungry. Want yummy lunchable now.– my tummy.
I’m glad you’re not here yet. I’m not ready.– but i’m super stoked that i’ve started to get there.
at least i forgot about that other stuff. there are not enough hours in the day. thats because i love to sleep. here are some things i need to get done. pay jenna for my ticket to cali. check to see if the fan and light in the back room works so i can start cleaning it out to use to work. run, run, run. save, save, save. clean my room. i really am in awe of people who keep their rooms so...
i was hoping i would get fired. there still might be a chance. i hate it here. im miserable for 8 hours of my day. thats too long……for me. im not stuck, im just stalled. its no ones fault but my own. i like money, and stuff, and things, and places. california is soon. i think its gonna help. all i can do now is run, and paint, and listen, and start. starting is good. i can...
You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love...– Bob Marley (via megamazing) (via crazybeautiful) (via bon-bon) (via endosymbiotic) (via lazyhorse)
In the middle of the world on fish hook, youre the wave.
Takashi Murakami Loves Defaced BillboardThursday, February 07, 2008 Found this this article from LAWeekly. They wrote: “In the early morning hours in mid-December, an amazing masterpiece of epic pink proportions appeared above the Melrose strip. Not MOCA’s Murakami billboard itself, but rather a young curator’s fantasy art show: “Murakami/AUGER/REVOK.” The spectacle lasted two days, and then it...
here we go again
why? why, why, why? here i am again, at work after a night of absolutely NO SLEEP. it sucks freakin just dozing off and then having to wake right back up. this time it wasnt really worth it. and why did i have to watch 30 rock on demand when i got home? that would have been 22 more minutes of possible sleep. this is gonna not be fun. i wish i drank coffee, or had some ritalin...
I was a killer, was the best they’d ever seen I’d take your heart...– from my future favorite album *fingers crossed it makes the final cut…..and gets finished.*
guess what? you suck!
back to the old-new me. ahhhh! i missed her so! shes pretty kick ass because shes such a fun girl. she doesnt have a chip on her shoulder and shes not gonna put up with that non-sense. i love her. Just because I’m losing, Doesn’t mean I’m lost Doesn’t mean I’ll stop Doesn’t mean I will cross. Just because I’m hurting, Doesn’t mean I’m hurt...
its been a long time comin'....
sometimes it just takes someone that you really look up to for reality to really be taken in. there are things that i try to tell myself all the time but dont ever stick. its crazy to think that my friends want more for me than i want for myself sometimes. i was so crazy down this week and hearing the same thing from two people that i really admire really made a huge difference in my thought...
i get by with a little help from my friends
me: Dude. I'm trippin balls right now. Throwing up flares bro.
juan: What's wrong with you dude?
me: Dude im a fuckin brat. im feeling so shitty since every fuckin body is so fuckin in love all over the place.
juan: Sorry. i dont know what to tell you bro.
me: yeah. i know. i just suck.
juan: you have to find happiness with yourself before you look for it with someone else.
me: just keep those jems comin. believe me, they really, really, really help. thanks bro.
In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you...– The Wonder Years (via artinslowmotion) (via overflowing) (via lovebot) (via kissingchaos) (via hit-or-miss) (via 0livej00ce)
i have to admit its getting better
i stumbled a bit. im still thinking there must be something i can do to get what i want. but that isnt going to happen. damn cute boys. they will be my down-fall. major high fives to awesome people who like me. yay! you guys rock my socks! also, im super stoked to be actually doing some work for people. drawing always makes me feel awesome. i stop thinking for a bit and concentrate on it. it...
ragingblog: The new U2 album has recieved 5 stars from rolling stone…surprise,suprise. You know, because how to dismantle an atom bomb (or whatever) was so good that we are just dying for another one. I HATE U2, I hope this album flops, and in the spirit of Rush Limbaugh, I hope it fails. ABSOLUTE JOY! finding someone who hates U2 as much as me is awesome.
speaking of 7th grade
i just giggled out loud after i typed “companies”……..panies (thats bad pronounciation for PANTIES.) i’m still kinda giggling. :)
7th grade bullies
really? reallllly? i guess some people dont know how acting like little girls on the playground is pretty funny. i got your number round one and it cracks me up. you made my day.
from a bunch of things. namely bad habits. my heart still stings a bit and i’m still the queen of wishful thinking. *sigh*
guess what else?
im happy about it.
i got run over by a mack truck last night. it was called reality.
i didnt think. (who really does these days?) i didnt think of it at all. ask me the last thing on my mind and that might have been it. but now its all i can think of. and it makes me blind with rage. and i dont know why. time to run away. time to become invisible. this is something new i learned (from you. i bet you’re so proud.) but i dont think its gonna work. when has it...
that shit fuckin hurts my feelings asshole.
i mean, right?
yeah. my head is swimming right now. i just wonder what is really going to happen. the farther away i get and the more i actually take time to participate and look around, the more i realize how ridiculous i can be. its all fading away. back to normal. no worse for the wear. it all gonna be okay. fuckin universe. you sneak up on me all the time with this shit. (i really appreciate it.) i feel...
A drug is not bad. A drug is a chemical compound. The problem comes in when...– Frank Zappa (via auspices)
Of all the words of mice and men, the saddest are, “It might have been.
things that make me happy
what dreams may come….. lucy in the sky with diamonds drawing dancing in my car h2o tattoos it’s friday bitches. lets get to bed early.