Boo work sucks.
Head underwater
And they tell me
To breathe easy for a while
Breathing gets harder, even I know that
Made room for me; but it's too soon to see
If I'm happy in your hands
I'm unusually hard to hold on to
Blank stares at blank pages
No easy way to say this
You mean well, but you make this hard on me
[After trying to palpate my abdomen]
Steph: FINE! YOU CAN DIE!
Rebekah: Booo. You're not worth saving. [On the way to Target]
Rebekah: Steph wants me to get her cookie dough.
Me: Why?
Rebekah: So that she can bribe people into letting her "take their vital signs" a.k.a. get some. "Now we're going to learn about the worst STD that a boy can give you...PREGNANCY" -Southpark [While surfing Cracked.com]
Best Things to Do While Listening to "The Final Countdown":
Any activity which may seem like a good idea initially, but soon becomes completely ridiculous. May we suggest Ultimate Frisbee, riding a pocket bike or watching the second season of Lost. Me: How was your Valentine's Day? Did you fuck bitches?
Coby: Two. It was romantic. CAP OU PAS CAP?
You cut me open and I keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love "I ended up in Rome which is big and hot and dirty. It was just like LA except with ruins. I went to the Vatican which is ridiculously opulent, stood for two hours in the Sistene chapel which, now that it's been cleaned, looks fake. The next day I drop some acid and get lost in the subway for a full day and can't find my way out. I have a big bump on my head from flailing in my sleep. I get my stuff and head back to the United States. I no longer know who I am and feel like the ghost of a total stanger." I figured you'd never like me, so I never tried.
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