I've learned that I hate small towns. Everything about them. People, area, size of everything.

The only redeeming factors are that I love my family (most of the time) and woods are pretty. Also, that I got to watch the dance of Huge Fucking Bee and Froggie. Its a pretty dance.

( Self indulgent crap )

I am officially a horrible person. I'm watching the live news feed, and have only one train of thought...

singing "London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down"

So Kyle and I broke up. More specificly, I broke up with him through lying cause I didn't want to say to his face "The only reason why we're together is you like me." The problem with this is that he thinks we're going to get back together, so I'll finalize that when I say I just can't deal with a relationship ( Read more... )

Time from the first word read on the first page to the last of the last: 5 hours, 5 minutes, and 26 seconds.

Yes, I am such a dork that I timed it. >.

( Relationship angst within! Thou hast been warned )

( Why are they called memes? )

So yeah, that guy I was talking about in my last post? We're dating now ^_^

His name's Kyle, and he lives 50 miles away, which fails. But otherwise he's awesome. I can't stop smiling when I'm with him.

On another note, this amuses me.

Benjamin's Zanpakutō:

Earthquake turns the ground beneath an opponent's feet to mud and resembles an awkward ( Read more... )

So, quick update! (totally not because I'm hyper from listening to chipmunked emo rock. Course not. Though it is amazingly amusing. Search "paramore when it rains chipmunked" on youtube. SO GOOD)

( I totally cut )

I would really like my brain to stop sending me thinly veiled sexual metaphors now. The first dream? Awesome beyond all belief, though heart breaking as well.

But now it's just rediculous. And I'd like my brain to stop grabbing random friends to put into place for the metaphor. Kampa whispering some shit about a threesome with Faye is DISTURBING, ( Read more... )