Tuesday, August 4, 2009

What goes through my mind at 3:37AM.

Well, it's sort of and only will be about... Josh. I don't know why he's been in my head lately but he won't go away. It's like all the memories of him are just planted in my brain and some sprinkles of water come and make them grow the minute they start to die. I've been talking o him but I don't think that would do anything because it's just about how he's homeless and shit. So I don't think it's that. Anyways, I just got off the phone with my friend Ryan. I'm currently texting Alyssa. She can't sleep.. hmm.. Her and Keith should really date. They'd make a cute couple.(:
Umm.. about today. Well I was suppose to go to my aunts but that never happend because my dads a dumbass and forgot it was NEXT FUCKING MONDAY. I could have slept in but forget because... I got a fuckin suprise. I hate suprises dude, they effin suck sometimes. Well, today my friends thought it would be a cool plan to wake me up at fuckin eight in the morning and just chill. SERIOUSLY?! Who chills at EIGHT IN THE FUCKING MORNING?! No.. Not me. But I did anyways.. I had sort of a spiffy time if I say so myself. We played spin the bottle. I madeout with Kris and kissed Gianna... Her lips.. OMG. HER EFFIN LIPS ARE AMAZING. But besides that point. I guess today went okay. I kind of ignored Becca but then smootly pulled her to the side and had a wonderful chat... NOT.
This girl.. I used to love that she could tell me things and depend on me for shit. But now.. oh my fucking lord she's just so needy. And doesn't understand the words "It's Over, what's done is dont.. and I don't really want to change that. We're made for eachother Becca, just not romanticly."
I don't get it.. Can she please just give up. I don't really like girls anymore. She ruined for me. I used to think of her as someone I can talk to and shit... not the "Crazy ex girlfriend." or the "needy friend" it's all too much. Sorry. Jeeze. It's like "Please leave me alone or I WILL call sercurity."
Peace.

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