Friday, October 16, 2009

No surprise

That I am fucking stressed out all over again. I hate my life. Every aspect of my life. I hate marching band. I hate student council. I hate my mother. I hate my father. I hate not having enough money, ever. I hate the fact that everyone always talks down at me. I hate it all. I am so stressed out. My hair's falling out again. My dumb ass mother refuses to go get my prescription. at this rate the only thing I have to look forward to is a premature death. Ugh. I hate it all.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Now and forever more, you'll be in my heart.
If I tell you I love you,
Can I keep you forever?
Kiss me. Kiss me as if it were the last time.

If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you

Let me be your wings
One look at your smile and I could see the light shining everywhere
Very, Very extraordinary
Every day I'll take you higher and I'll never let you fall

You...might come to see you were meant to be so much more.
One heart, tenderly beating, ever entreating, constant and true
Unless its you, I don't want to spend forever with anyone else.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Six more posts

And I will be at two hundred. I wonder why I found it hard to believe that my boyfriend hadn't read them all yet.
Lets talk about procrastination today, children. Procrastination is probably the number one reason why parents beat their children and why people kill each other. You put off paying the landlord until its too late. You put off paying your supplier of weed until the last minute, trust me I've been there, those hoes always forget to bring me my money. I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding but seriously, have you ever thought about it that way? If nobody procrastinated we'd probably have a lower crime rate. Don't you think?
That's all I really had to say for today.

Erin's shining moment of the day:
I repeatedly pushed on a pull door for about fifteen minutes straight.

Oh yeah. I'm a genius.