*MYSRYA* -Deal with it.

Another night of barely being able to sleep is driving me insane, or maybe it’s keeping me sane. However, it’s only in this house that I can barely get to sleep, writing and music is no help either… I’m not even tired from playing pool all day.

I almost didn’t meet him, I almost didn’t give a damn. Instead I went with my gut and gave it my all. No regrets.

Looks like I’ll be back, for a bit or not I know not yet..

So i found someone today, more like found again. :)

well i haven’t been on here for a long while…

everyone has them everyone lives with them. but why? why not do what you’ve always wanted to do? why not say what you’ve wanted to say? why these hidden insecurities?

finding random time and food.

found food and became a fortune in a fortune cookie

finding random time and food.

found food and became a fortune in a fortune cookie

Knowing i can say whatever i want turns annoying and fun in so many ways. what’s on my mind right now i keep getting asked. maybe the fact that i don’t have dinner or that i need a job with more hours or that i have to move out of the house soon or this anno9ying kid that doesn’t ever stop asking me out. what’s the point of all this? absolutely nothing.

saying whatever i want to say could lead to many things such as a simple word like chair, table, then food, then internet, then microwave, then phone, then cd, then who knows what else and who cares? seriously does anyone care? does anyone even read this?. there’s no reason to read this. really there’s no reason to type this but to type this to say whatever i say or wanna say or so forth. i don’t know what i’m thinking as i type the words are finally being said in my head. as if my fingers know what to type before i even get to thinking about what to type.

you know what. forget this look at this.  i put a 9 inside of the word annoying and i typed strangely and nothing makes sense. i’m going to look for food. i know there’s none but why not look again? gives me some reason to get up.