crushie crush

yes, i have one of those. i have a crush and i'm willing to get crushed. this is the wonderful world of connecting and creating a space for someone new in your life.

fall back

a random two, three or few

i know how it ends.
we say hello to our best friends.
at some point i have to come clean.
and in the heart of hearts, we're all fiends.

side note and a little yoohoo ...
we've (you've) come up with a way to kill the bacteria that turns into pink eye!!!, you mean we don't need to see a doctor anymore to get a prescription to kill this shit? does this means that we are carrying more and more fecal matter on our finger tips!?
FOR SHIT'S SAKE OR SOMEONE'S, PEOPLE WASH YOUR FREAKING HANDS!
oh this could cause a shit storm.

i think i need to dance. i mean break it out. ddddlljjlljljffloflgrolfrojhgejgojji would love to be able to type that fast.

i'm going to play some robyn.

fuck, it hurts to stay awake.

i wanna new drug

perhaps i can't sleep because i'm thinking about wanting to sleep.
my skin and weight are suffering from my insomnia.
i should have gone to the show.

air time

i'm finding it harder and harder to remain calm and nice. my "trust fund" is running out and i'm still on the line for a job. i feel like i want to disconnect myself from things for awhile but have been advised that that might not be the best thing to do, especially in moments like this.
i'm trying to figure out the what's, the where's, the why's.
this seemed easier 5 hours ago.
now i'm just getting angry.
i need to channel this somewhere else.

i am not ready for people ... yet.