You. There is something about just loving you because. Not like, I want in your pants. I just think you are awesome and We really should talk sometime.
So this may and probably will sound weird, but yeah. I Purchased some nose pore destruction things that suck the crap right out of your pores, and oh my.
I really don't get God, but I do think he has a sense of humor. My nerves are going ballistic and honestly I think my heart is gonna explode, but lo and behold, my pop calls me to say hi.
It's like I enjoy licking the lollipop of this world, I taste the glass and it goes down smooth, but the sugar mixes with my blood and it stings. It feels so empty, but I'll lick the glass for one more moment.
School is going to kill me and the worst part is, I am getting ready for this scholarship audition thing that is in a little over a week and I am NO WHERE NEAR READY.