almost a month of parking on campus with no parking permit and still no tickets! and i can get up to 5 tickets on this car before they try and put a boot on it, because i will never pay the tickets because i am getting a new tag and they will never find me again muha ha ha. fuck you parking services fuck you!
wide awake with closed tight eyes next to lifeless sleeping arms on top of me rhythmic breathing ins and outs sigh... tossing and turning and what should i do sigh.
the grass is always greener on the other side until you get there and then scratch your head and wonder was the grass greener on the other side?
it's impossible to have everything... "accept no substitutions" no substitutions? what a mind fuck! everything is substitution after substitution; fulfillment demands such filling.
i am a liberal stuides major, for writing and the arts. these are my passions. however, at times i get plagued with nothingness; unable to complete certain assignments... it's frustrating to have to write something when you have nothing to say.
oh boy, oh boy--- i've been swept off my feet! he makes me shy, he makes me smile, he makes me laugh, he makes me silly(er), he makes me happy. "where did you come from?" is answered with, "where did youuuu come from?" :))))))))))))))))))