I'm such a mess - what the fuck seriously? It's not so bad - I mean - ugh - what am I even saying? Why am I so sad about this guy? He was SO high last night - the last 2 nights - every night. I think I just have PMS and that being said I feel like I am just whining - I don't feel like I am working anything out or having a profound experience. What? I mean - I don't know what I mean. I want some relief I guess and I am so sexually frustrated now. I just want to be done with this process - get over him already and move on to Mr. Right!! COME ON DOWN TO THE MRS. RIGHT!! That's me. See - I'm not even funny - I'm just lame. I jog/walked in the park minus the crying and now I made some green tea. Cool. Great. So awesome. Such a blessing. I wish there were sarcasm italics. Well - what else can I do? I guess I literally have to be patient. What a fucking annoying ass thing to do. I will take a shower, get cute as possible - what? My hair was well conditioned yesterday and that did help my whole evening it seemed. Maybe a poem will help.
Anal, anal,
No no
not with a guy who smokes dope
Every day and all the time
I have anal on my mind
not really but yes yes and why?
I don't know but I want to cry
My super keeps getting fatter which fills me with rage
Why? I don't know
and more I don't care
He's fat I'm alone
and it's sunny - I need to get boned.
I can wait - what - I'm so - so sososososos
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
horny.
Yet - shy.
Byeeeeee Bluebers........I LOVE YOUBERS.
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