i'm crazious, for realz. i couldn't tell you my motives, my feelings, my thoughts even if i tried.
i talked to my mom last night, and asked her for advice.
she's a counselor and i never took advantage of her expertise except for recently.
growing up we didn't get along or talk much but i'm glad things changed
i asked her how do i try and appear not crazy to someone who thinks i'm crazy
we both laughed. i told her the sit-you and she actually helped me a lot
that's exactly correct heath ledger.
i miss little miss sunshine
miss missy miss miss piggy
jessica tells me i give guys the wrong impression.
and that i think guys are weird when they like me.
she's kinda right
you're kinda right jessica
i always find a reason not to see how things go
it's so nice outside. i'm sitting on the grass listening to music
kim went to get starbucks.
i will a little later, im full right now.
you wanted everything a relationship entails, but not the label
i wanted the label and nothing a relationship entails
why? who fucking knows.
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