This happens. I have found the perfect guy for me and it just so happens that I can't have him. It just so happens that I will not ever se him again.

This is deep and meaningful.
This is shallow and meaningless.


So, basically e.e. cummings rules my heart and soul. As does Vonnegut and Salinger. And boys who I can talk to about movies and music and drugs and mentally challenged people. And boys who don't make me feel weird or uncomfortable. Acutally, just people in general who never make me feel weird or uncomfortable, people who never make me feel like I said the wrong thing (because I do that a lot). I have only ever found two or three people like this. Maybe more, but I never get close enough to them to figure out if it is for real.

People rule my heart and soul. People make me happy, the things people do or do not do make me feel every concivable emotion that has ever existed. The only other thing that does this is music. And people create music.


Who doesn't like morrissey?

i sleep. but i constantly need more sleep. and dont give me that bullshit about if you sleep too much you feel equally as tired. i am tired. all the time. i need more sleep. i could sleep for days and it still wouldnt be enough.