The Nerve.

I NEVER EVER WANNA SEE ONE OF MY FRIENDS THAT UPSET AGAIN.
NO ONE HURTS MY FRIENDS LIKE THAT.

Pancakes or Tums?

Thats mah babeh!

This weekend...how can i put into words what this weekend was? It was like one long day, thats what it seemed to be cause it never ended, and i enjoyed every minute of it.
We had the kind of fun you can only have when your bored to a dangerous extreme.
I made my way over to Alex's daddy's house to see my life partner heather, eating granola bars and what not, until Sam came and we went on a series of unmentionable errands, and took what we acquired back to Alex's mom, which went a little like this;
Big mirror and the desperate need to run around outside.
It had been previously decided that we were to spend the night at Alex's moms i went to get my stuff said see ya manana to my mommy and went on another drive to acquire sum'mo thangs, this time it was a boy and a bong. We got to Alex's moms which was very cold, so me and heather raised the temperature with our sexcapades, or maybe messing with the thermostat, what ever floats your boat, then the Daigneault came yay! and Sam and Austin left for a while so we went out for a long walk to ban nuys (man heather i loved your muff) and when we returned fell into a game a hide and go seek. Then sam and Austin came back and we just chilled and on and off entertaining ourselves mindlessly with unfathomable things. This involves;
Plastic, a prop hand, cats, ass to mouth, and photos of the Garciaros Brothers and their love hate relationships with cake.
Sam found his soul mate in a Pokemon, Polliwhirl. Twas LOVE!
No one was really down to sleep, but the name Heather, HEATHER, HEATHER, was endlessly repeated. HA! Eventually we all fell asleep. And in the morning i made pancakes.
I credit heather for the photos!!

Fertility is a burden.

It seems now a days being moody, getting cramps, and eating way to much
is a scary guessing game.
What if?, What if?
The perks of being a woman...
I'm so sure.
SO ANNOYING.
I cant stop bitching, hurting, eating.
OR JUMPING TO
CONCLUSIONS.

A Taste Of Freedom.

Having people walk in and out of my house is nice.
A taste of independence.
A taste of whats to come.
A taste of something I've never had.
I've been too overprotected
(Oh jesus, I did not just quote Britney Spears did I?)
I want to move out.
FREEDOM

Greed is a Bottomless Pit

Is it bad to have something but want other things, without giving up what you have.
What I'm trying to say, is it selfish to Love something but like other things, want other things, but not want to do away with what you love.
It is isn't?
but don't we all?
If we all don't then I am the bad person.
I want to much.
Theres to much to want.
"Greed is a bottomless pit"