maaaaan, i had mad shit to talk about to back when i was emo.
crying and shit.
mad at life. mad at people. mad at myself.
just mad, y'know?
it's weird... because when you're happy... or when you have JOY [ big difference ]... sometimes, you ain't got all that much to talk about.
you just ARE.
i wonder why i'm happy.
any-old-ways.
i'm getting back to normal... trying to do my work and whatnot. it's hard going from a week of doing NOTHING to jumping back into doingshit work.
it rained for 24 hours straight... probably longer. mad earthworms were everywhere. a lot of them got trampled or they drowned. poor tings. i mean, i think worms are really gross, but i didn't want them to die or anything.
SO! my parents (meaning my daddy and MAYBE my stepmom) are cool with me dating Kevin so even though we were official. now we're... officially official? lol, i don't know. he's a mess though. we're both getting mad attached to each other, though. i mean, now i know what he meant when he was like "i like... MISS YOU, miss you" because damn.... ain't everyday i keep thinking about someone like this. he called me today and he was talking about how last night when i called him before we went to sleep, he could like damn near smell me, lol. and he was like "how do you do what you do?" lmaooo. hell, i don't know, BUT I MISS YOU, BABYLOVE! lmaoooo, yo i slipped up and called Armon babylove today at work. shhhhh, don't tell, lmao. kevin called me during work, too... he forgot i had work, lmao. he said to call him later, but he's playing basketball, so i ain't gonna bother him, i'll wait for him to call me later on or something.
rehearsal tonight is in my building. YES! beautiful. i might take a shower and THEN go to rehearsal... that way when it's time to go to sleep, i can just call Kevin and go to bed, or something like that.
crying and shit.
mad at life. mad at people. mad at myself.
just mad, y'know?
it's weird... because when you're happy... or when you have JOY [ big difference ]... sometimes, you ain't got all that much to talk about.
you just ARE.
i wonder why i'm happy.
any-old-ways.
i'm getting back to normal... trying to do my work and whatnot. it's hard going from a week of doing NOTHING to jumping back into doing
it rained for 24 hours straight... probably longer. mad earthworms were everywhere. a lot of them got trampled or they drowned. poor tings. i mean, i think worms are really gross, but i didn't want them to die or anything.
SO! my parents (meaning my daddy and MAYBE my stepmom) are cool with me dating Kevin so even though we were official. now we're... officially official? lol, i don't know. he's a mess though. we're both getting mad attached to each other, though. i mean, now i know what he meant when he was like "i like... MISS YOU, miss you" because damn.... ain't everyday i keep thinking about someone like this. he called me today and he was talking about how last night when i called him before we went to sleep, he could like damn near smell me, lol. and he was like "how do you do what you do?" lmaooo. hell, i don't know, BUT I MISS YOU, BABYLOVE! lmaoooo, yo i slipped up and called Armon babylove today at work. shhhhh, don't tell, lmao. kevin called me during work, too... he forgot i had work, lmao. he said to call him later, but he's playing basketball, so i ain't gonna bother him, i'll wait for him to call me later on or something.
rehearsal tonight is in my building. YES! beautiful. i might take a shower and THEN go to rehearsal... that way when it's time to go to sleep, i can just call Kevin and go to bed, or something like that.
MAAAAANNN, i'm addicted to some POCKY!
chocolate covered biscuit sticks. mmmmmm.
tell me why i done bought like four packages in the last two or three days? they're really really really good and i'm kinda hooked. =[ dionne liked strawberry Pocky, but i'm diehard chocolate Pocky fan. i'm eating some right now, lol. [ crunches ] get you some Pocky, son.
i reacquainted myself with water. OMG IT'S SO GOOD!!! water is a SERIOUSLY underrated beverage.
YO, I REALLY DO MISS HIM, THOUGH
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