we are dancers.
this is kinda sad, i'm high and on livejournal.
god this cd started out horrible.
oh ti is continuing horrible.
since i'm higher i can understand and chill with it.
fuck reggae is some crazy shit ahahahhahah
oh god, this "reggae" is
"yous hould get a tatto"
"right heres ( while drawing a circle on my back)"
"it should be a circle and it should say 'life is a joke."
and im lookin for someone who can understanddd
and im looking for someone
is it you is it youu
baby youre the one im waitin forrr
someoen who i could trusts
whos heart is rightt
someone who lsitens and someone who can fall without the feeling afraid of the toupee?
we're aklll shaken n dancin.
koitttens wannana get high
upside of a desk chair and computer.
i get to move it move it move it.
im in the chair and when i move it moves and this is fantastic, my body is elecrtics.
sorry i sound so rediculous and shiould stop writing this but i miss you.
shit, thsi post actually was going to be about devon, and just, idk it would be understandable.
at lkeast not to you.
i always feel horrible about myself, when you say some things.
like "he never loved you."
WANT YOU IN MY LIFEEE
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i reach for the skkkkkkkky
i jsut ate an entire cake, i think.
i may or may not be eating my dr.pepper can
oh god, i am pretty sure he juust dropped oiol all over hsi foot.
dr.pepper has no real taste.
its like a HIT of flavor and then a bunch of soda whater, but no one ever notices.
i am noticing.
stop shorting me on pepper, doc.
are you achinf or some bacon?
i jsut sang that to you.
fuck, you're going to hate me.
i think you, if you knew the things that went on in my mind, that would be bad.
you'd hate every inch of me, im sure.
i am still a kid, in some ways.
i need to be taken care of.
i never really got that so i want that now.
which isn't fair to you.
im tgonan go curl uip and pout.
im sorry im such a fucking fuck up.