Friday, May 29, 2009

Woo-dee-woo

I've realized that I really don't like it when old people touch me.

I also really want a Chinchilla.

That is all.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Monday, March 9, 2009

Done

I'm just so done. He doesn't care, so what the fuck does it matter?

Friday, March 6, 2009

Fuck >.<

Ballsacs.

That is all.

Friday, February 27, 2009

Self-destruction

God...he's such an asshole.

What the fuck is so wrong with me that no one I like ever likes me back?

This fucking sucks.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Assface....>.<

Yeah, so, I like the Assface. The Assface knows I like him and he likes me, too. But not enough to ask me out apparently. His last brouhaha with a chick made him think that he wasn't sure he wanted anything serious. Which confuses me everso slightly because from the begininng he told me he wanted something serious. >.<

But whatever. He says he doesn't want to hurt me. Whatever.

I think I'm just gonna pull away before I get too invested and he breaks my heart. I still will like him and hang out with him as much as I can and I won't entirely give up. I just gotta pull away emotionally, a bit. Not a big deal.

It just feels so good to know that I do still have the ability to have feelings for someone else. It felt good to feel those butterflies flapping around in my stomach and to remember the feeling of wanting to start a new relationship. I think above all that's really the most important thing instead of actually starting a relationship.

He's still an Assface, though.

Monday, February 9, 2009

I hoooooooopeee

So, the thought of becoming a full out lesbian has been on my mind from time to time lately. It's not a constant thought, but it comes into my head so frequently and so strongly that I just can't ignore it.

But, when I think about it, seeing as it's so fucking hard to find a decent guy it's just as hard to find a decent lesbian.

It's a lose/lose, I think.

I think about sex constantly.

But I have no sex drive because of Cymbalta.

The Cymbalta does not make me happy. It just makes me content with the idea of always being depressed.

I'm a 21 year old who lately has been spending all her Saturday nights inside. Because of this I feel as if I've either lost most of my friends OR I just don't want anyone in my life anymore. I go back and forth between the two possibilities, really.

Lately, I find myself in a rather good mood because I'm alone.

I just want to go out and party and get drunk with strangers that I'll never see again.

I miss making new friends.

I'm in a rather good mood right now.

I'm a Gogol kind of girl.