time of the month.

so, i've been sad since last night. i hope it's because i've been bleeding profusely from my vagina. HAAAAA. i have no boundaries. whatever. i need a sunny day =(

strike three.

i'm not really sure what part you don't understand. thanks for being completely un-sensitive to my feelings. i just wanted you to say "i'm sorry". thanks for nothing.

four score & seven years later.

thank you, God, for bringing good friends back together.

dear blank,

- i'm still kind of upset that you haven't told me about her sooner. i hope you know that if she does anything to hurt you, she's done for. real talk.
- you're still a trick. HA!
- i miss you. i can't wait until the semester starts so i can come over to watch tv, eat, & nap.
- you're still walking in & out of my life. why can't i get rid of you? geez.
- stop being such a bitch & move on. it's been years. nobody likes the emo you.
- you should stop talking to her, 'cause she's a trick. HA!
- you're probably going to get me into trouble one day, but i think i'm okay with that.
- whenever i hear "because of you" by keith martin, i think of you & how you're doing. i fuckin' miss you & i hope you're doing well.

dear michael 'suitkace' capito,
this message is for you. i'm not going to blog about you unless you do something drastic and/or piss me off. lol. jk. peace, homie!

i really should blog about something with substance soon. too bad i'm robotic & boring. *saddy face.

things i like to keep to myself.

1. you've become ridiculously annoying trying to one-up everyone.
2. i wish people can see how much of a trick you really are.
3. stop walking in & out of my life. stay in or stay out.
4. you're my favorite b/c you've kept in touch even though i left.
5. they've changed you & you don't even know it.
6. i wonder what would happen if we crossed paths.
7. let's talk about something/one else besides yourself.
8. your new girlfriend makes you forget about me. real talk.
9. we will never be the same & i don't know who's fault it is.

*inhales.

10. it's been years & it shouldn't bother me anymore, but it still does. all. the. fucking. time. why can't i get the balls to tell you that i'm sorry to your face? i need to just man up, but i can't. i'm too afraid of what you'll say or do. i'm afraid that you'll say "fuck you" & walk away. we're okay now though, aren't we? i don't think we are. we're just acquaintances. we're not friends. we used to be friends, until i messed that up. i still get freaking sad every time i think about you. about us. about how we used to be so chill. come. on. give me a sign telling me that it's really okay. really. okay.

*waiting to exhale.