RANdOM RUMbLINGS

I'm such in a s h i t t y mood. I can't even function. I really can't. I'm bewildered by everything. My thoughts are floating somewhere I can't reach. My brain is fried. I almost died. I keep almost dying. Shit is too fuckin' funny. Alliterations are fuckin' fun.

All the shit I know is fading a w a y.

CREEPY fuckin' picture.
Insomniacccccsssss! Raise your mugs up!
Where the coffee at? ERRED. HAHA, semantics.

It's crazy, insane, ridiculous. I'm sitting here. Trying to fuckin' rationalize shit, and my fuckin brother is yelling. Fillin' the air with the unessential-ness of his voice. I add ness to make anything a fuckin' noun. It's fuckin' fun. I can't park for shit. I can't back up for shit. Sometimes, I wonder why I have my license. I hate stupid fucking people who speaks with the intention of being grammatically incorrect. "What it do, son?" "What your name is?" Just in a shitty-ass-fuckin' mood. Have you ever loved someone? So much you thought you'll die? Givin' so much of yourselffffffffffffffffffffff. Ay. I wonder why they call you bitch.

I WONDER WHYYY..Y...Y..Y.. . Y .. ..Y Y Y Y Y ..Y Y YYY ?

I'm tired; physically lackin' of energy. ZAP! New tat, soon. Hopefully. Feels so gooddddd. M&Ms.

Take a look at the mirror. Tell me what do you see.

Two people, holdin hands. Take a chance.

Fly away. Away from this. Kiss.

I love the word g r a t u i t o u s.

Hurt. Physically. Mentally.

Yes! Pain goes along with it perfectly.

Do YOU like that subtle-ness?

Bad mood. Horrible.
Teenage pregnancies. My goodness.

Indifference. Let out. Vivacity .Evolve.
Yes, overly underestimated.

Read closely, sweetheart.
It's obvious.

Can't take my eyes off of you. Crazy Bitch.

.C ..R
..A ...A
...N ....I
....D .....N
.....Y ......!

P.E.A.C.E

I'm left without a paddle.

I need a drink.
I'm out.