January 2011
So before I leave. I'll just whore shit out here.
For Joshua, his ex-girlfriend. I thought Sarah Chalke would work, too. She’s a cutie. Or that blondie from Criminal Minds. Just some kind of plain cutie? But who could be a pistol.
http://z15.invisionfree.com/HIYB/index.php?showtopic=1246
And then Joshua’s shipper. He needs man friends to be part of his bowling league.
http://z15.invisionfree.com/HIYB/index.php?showtopic=931
...
Sometimes the want to make another character is...
And the want is mostly. “My mind is bored, too many thoughts, need something to occupy it.”
When I have plenty I need to work with. Whore out. Find Huxley his brothel of women. Harem. Same thing to him.
And get Joshua potential girlfriends. Or his ex.
And write replies. On HIYB and SOS.
SEE. Things to do. At least sometimes I can control my whoredom.
December 2010
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I just downloaded some country.
Some sad. I feel like Noah when Ryleigh lost her memory.
sometimes life just seems like chapters of...
I have a friend who smiles like Matty B.
It lights up rooms. And my life.
So yesterday.
My friend was like, “I haven’t seen any of this season of SPN.”
I look at her, and just say. “Don’t. It’s not good. At all. They’re reasonably funny, mocking Twilight. But I’m behind 4 episodes, and I don’t even care.”
She was very shocked. Because SPN, for the longest time, was what brought me joy.
She goes. “Okay. I’ll...
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“My name is Jonathan Cole, and I’m an addict.” I was fourteen, jokingly mocking the key features of alcoholics anonymous. Weak men, sitting in a circle because they hadn’t known the proper time to quit, where they assumed a habitual act could have never turned, as they say, “unhealthy.” Now I’m here, expressing the truth. “My name is Jonathan Cole, and I’m an addict.” I have this disease, as my...
My face is still numb.
Good news.
She has a sister.
Kidding.
I don’t have to take thirty credits this year to keep my scholarship - which, mind you, is not hard when it’s fifteen and fifteen. But when you start kicking it up to eighteen, with a class that you have to edit video. Which means you spend hours at school until 1 or 2 in the morning? Life sucks.
I am a PB elitist.
Not in the sense where I’m like “Ew, I don’t think so and so is attractive, so you shouldn’t use them.”
But more like “So and so isn’t famous. GTO this board. Invasion of privacy, you fucking creep.”
Like. On SOS. Someone used someone from TSS. LIKE. WTF? I know those kids. Have met them. FIRST OFF THEY ARE FUCKHOLES. Secondly. They’re...
I am in mean mode.
My friend’s talking about her cousin’s Australian Shepherd. And how the dog is a heeler.
It’s herder you fucktard. Biting someone at the heels does not mean you add an er and that’s what it fucking is.
They were used to HERD animals.
Yes, I am mad at her because she was a dumbfuck last night and I want to punch her in the face.
Note again: I need new friends.
I am...
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hello new followers (:
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Because I can't sit watching the Hannah Montana...
Because I am just going start crying my eyes out stirring about him, I am going to watch a movie at my friends. Because I can’t be alone.
You don’t understand. It’s really hard to explain. And complicated. And frustrating.
And I want to punch babies.
Watching TV.
Because nothing else interests me.
My new found frustration.
Me: Am I going to get to see you before you leave?
Him: You probably will. I hate goodbyes. Haha.
WHY IS THAT FUNNY?
Going to go to the bank, Starbucks with my...
Or I’ll make my dad do it.
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