There has a to be a god.
I havent wrote anything of substance. I like to think myself a writer of some sort. The real writers are the ones that hammer out material good or bad. The ones that never quit working on their story. The ones that pour time and energy into a the task of writing. Most can’t coin a story out of thin air. Some really do lack imagination. I fear that my imagination is waning.
When your parents are yelling at you for something...
Ten reasons One. It will make you happy Two. It will be very very fun Three. My body is amazing so is yours Four. (Would song lyrics be appropriate?) We could make an awesome playlist to do it to. Five. I will help you with math. Six. I have a nice dick, I heard you have a nice one as well. Seven. I’m a great lay. I hope you are. Eight. I’m good for your health. Nine. It’s a...
What do you do when your friend is the sexiest ever?
Shark week party week. Drinking games will be centered on watching shark week. Shots for every great hale sighting.
Nights like this is why I drink.
Where’s my night? I guess there are starving kids in africa.
me: i'm going to see my favorite band tomorrow and hopefully find a way to meet them backstage or something
mom: that's not safe. i don't want you doing that. you don't know what they want. they could rape you.
me: i don't see your point. what's the problem?
Fake drunk is so fun. 105 am LOL.
Wish I was home
Pretending to drink to make blake think I’m super drunk hahahah. Poured it out in the tolet. Misspelled fuck it hah. I’m buzzed. Crown will be finished.
In denton and not at the bar getting bitches.
all of this is in vain. that is the story of my life. my effort=disappointment. no one cares to understand…there isnt someone for me. there isnt a cute girl to kiss me and tell me to cheer up. there isnt someone to cuddle close to and have this loneliness fade away. no not for me. i have some defect that keeps my alone and keeps me in the friend zone. i might as scream at a wall.
girls like confidence right? well because of all this i have none. you girls have made it clear to me that i’m not a good mate and i shouldnt spread my genes.
so the truth is i’m not good looking enough, and i care too much about their feelings and wants and needs.
it’s a fucking lie when a girl tells me i am a great guy and a girl would be lucky to have me. because if it was true i wouldn’t be single or i would at least hook up. it’s fucking lie when they say I’m not looking to for a relationship i’ just want to be alone. because if i was good enough or attractive enough they wouldnt say that. they want to be my friend because...
Life asked death, “why do people love me but hate you?”, death responded, ” because you are a beautiful lie and I am a painful truth”.
What is wrong with me? Why am I always just a friend?
We’re high on the same cloud.