oh blast

so i had to go an think to much about it and now you probably think i am retarded. i don't know what the heck is wrong with me. i am sorry. i fuck everything up. i dunno why. i hope my note works magic, and if that doesn't then pizza cause as james said, pizza is like flowers for boys

fuck you, karyn's on green street

i said it. fuck you! i hope you go out of business you bastards


vegans are pussies anyways.

on another note:

I AM STILL COMPLETELY SMITTEN

so here is another mushy poem!

how can i trick you? (into keeping me)
i'll buy you candy,
i'll send you notes,
i'll write you stories,
bout penguins and billy goats
i'll learn to sing better
i'll bike ride with fever
i'll make you cupcakes
like leave it to beaver

ok, i'm done now.

i got a flat

you said you'd hold my hand to pick up my paycheck,
but i got that flat, so we took a raincheck
and we got a sandwich, the sky turned pink
i'm worried i've fallen harder than we think...

this is how it should feel!

you walked in that room,
uplifted my gloom,
walked me home through hulahoopers
saved me from the paratroupers
did every activity short of ferris wheel riding
i'm walking on air, in fact i'm gliding
i'll feed you tacos, and snacks
i'll iron your shirts and slacks
i'll leave you trinkets for your transit
i'm walking on air, i'm dancin'
so happy i have found you

lets spend the rest of my twenties

smitten like kittens,

for sho

it's not the fall that hurts...

i only move slow when i'm running in the sun
i fear i have already sabotaged what we've just begun

like a bull in a china shop
i don't know how to stop
i just can't turn it off
i want to give it all
paint for you a wall
it's just the way i fall

september!

holy cow how did that happen?

august was awesome! I saw alex, met the australian, had adventures, met a boy, actually stood up for myself...

now this month! i hope to make the most out of every day! Its a swoon for september! i'm gonna stick to my guns! i hope it's spectakular...(and i'm smitten!) we'll see...