It's one of those days, where you can't help your eyes wander and stare off into the distance, letting your mind go blank, and forgetting your surroundings. It's one of those days, where you're so tired, that if you just stopped moving for just one minute, you'd fall asleep. It's one of those days, where your patience is running low, and you can't stop yourself from telling someone how stupid they're being.
It's one of those days today, and I hate it.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Stop.
Please. Just stop. You sound stupid. Really, really, really stupid. And I feel like someone should tell you that.
Something Orignal.
What's orignal anymore? What's unique? People say that they're different, and that they're unique. But they're not. Everyone says that, so that doesn't quite make it true. I mean, really? If everyone's saying it, then apparently no one's unique or different. To our selves, and the people we know around us, we might be unique, but to the rest of the world, we're just the same.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Today is my birthday..
And I'm really hungry.
You should never be hungry on your birthday.
But I guess it's my fault.
I'm preparing for my amazing dinner tonight with my family.
And then staying the night with my best friend.
Probably gonna watch Season Three Dragon Ball Z, and play Speed.
Hmm.
Where did Aaron go?
It's my birthday. D:
He's with Mrs. Onkst.
He loves her more than me.
D:
He's supposed to be my husband.
He's a sucky husband.
You should never be hungry on your birthday.
But I guess it's my fault.
I'm preparing for my amazing dinner tonight with my family.
And then staying the night with my best friend.
Probably gonna watch Season Three Dragon Ball Z, and play Speed.
Hmm.
Where did Aaron go?
It's my birthday. D:
He's with Mrs. Onkst.
He loves her more than me.
D:
He's supposed to be my husband.
He's a sucky husband.
Bashell Dier's Painting Rising Action
After a long day, Gary was asleep in his little nook, covered with his red blanket. A smile peeked out signifying some sweet dream in which he was content, living in another world, another history. The troubles of that day were gone, if only for a moment,as the stars had ceased to fall out of the sky. Then, in the dark void of the night, a bright light grew closer and closer. No one saw it, save for a few late nighters and insomniacs. Then the light burst into flames and was heading straight for Gary. The bright light made him blink sleepily, and his heart jumped in his throat as he realized it was coming straight for him. Then out of nowhere, a hand pulled him out of the rubble and dragged him to safety, just as the star exploded where he was sitting.
Rising Action Painting
Stuck in a dream. There's no wayo to get out. Trapped here forever.
What a cruel trick. I wish I never drank that potion.
I should've known better than to trust him.
Now I lay here, forever asleep, dreaming.
But forever isn't going to be very long because your body starts to starve after a while.
And I'm sure I'm gonna end up pooping myself.
That is a horrible way to die.
What a cruel trick. I wish I never drank that potion.
I should've known better than to trust him.
Now I lay here, forever asleep, dreaming.
But forever isn't going to be very long because your body starts to starve after a while.
And I'm sure I'm gonna end up pooping myself.
That is a horrible way to die.
Candyland
Love is like Candyland. You're so excited at first, because you're surrounded by all this amazing candy. But by the end of the day, you're mad, upset and you just want some steak. -_-
Washed Away
I've had the most horrible weekend ever. I feel like my insides have just been washed away,down the drain. I feel like a cold hearted bitch. Sorry only works so many times before it doesn't mean anything and I'm afraid I've used up all mine. Don't pass go,straight to jail. Cruel treatment for a cruel person. I feel empty.Lost.Gone. The unanswered phone calls, the constant wondering. This is surely going to drive me crazy. I can only hold back for so long before the flood gates open and everything pours out.
Friday, February 11, 2011
This is a Fun TIME!
"Oh my God!" A burst of laughter emits from the room as I walk down the h allway. I could see the light from the room bleeding underneath the door. I go to open it but of course it's locked. "Come on guys, open up." Another burst of laughter. I sit down on the floor because I figured it'll be awhile. After making me wait like ten minutes the door finally opens. The tv is on commercial, so I figured that Jersey Shore is finally off. That's the last time I suggest we watch something.
The Day I Became A Man
The guys decided I need to man up a bit. Become more of a dude and less like the emo kid that sits in the corner.Their idea of manning up : shooting. Guns, Bows, and whatever else they could pick up.They had these red party balloons blown up and tied to rocks, with these insults about me on them. "Very funny guys." I said. "Just trying to motivate you,dude," John said. They set me up some ways back with a gun. They told me how to use it, how to load it, hot to shoot and how to aim. I turned off the safety and took aim. I thought I had a pretty good shot, but I missed and hit a tree behind it. This went on for about half hour before they gave up on the gun and handed my the crossbow. I really wish they hadn't. No one told me I was doing it wrong and I shot myself in the leg. On the way to the hospital,they told me I was a man..For now.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Stupid Vignette
I AM NOT HOT.
I wish I was hot.
Not,brown hair and brown eyes.
Pale skin,big thighs.
Rough hairk,dark looks.
Lives a dream in a book.
I wish I was hot.
Not,brown hair and brown eyes.
Pale skin,big thighs.
Rough hairk,dark looks.
Lives a dream in a book.
Mistaken Identity
I always tell people not to carry their social security card on them.That's an easy way for your life to suck majorly.Lost your wallet?More like lost your life!Now there's a Tammy Bush,22 years old with blonde hair and blue eyes, with a perfect credit score.Now there's a 35 year old with greasy black hair, buying out a every electronic device in best buy.Way to go Tammy!
Wildside
Do you ever look at someone and wonder what they do in their spare time outside of a normal school setting. Does the class clown enjoy going to the library and reading? Or does the teacher's pet enjoy breaking into the public pool to go for a swim?Just because the teacher's pet enjoys being good at school doesn't always mean she's good at home.Work hard,play harder.
Friday, January 28, 2011
PHOBIAS
Here is a list of phobias. Comment and tell me what you're scared of. This could be an awesome way to get to know eachother.
http://phobialist.com/
http://phobialist.com/
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