adls

Just sayin'.

La la la

I'll be at the library honey, and if you need me
I'm the girl in the grey skinnies and Beatles tee.

Ah

Romantic feelings are exhausting.

Give me a break!

BAHAHAHAHA

Checking up on my ex's Facebook wall, I see every other post is "call me!!" or "I love you babe." or "hopefully I'll see him later." or "CALL MEE PLEASSEE!!!" by his girlfriend.

I feel good knowing I have never done that and never will.
That's just embarrassing, and clingy. I hate clingy. He down-graded. Like major. And I know this is kinda rude, but it was a big-time confidence-boost and I felt like I needed to share that with you guys.

I'm single. And ya know what? Even though I really hate being alone, and all I want is for someone to hold me, I'm really glad I don't have all the other consequences of a relationship. I just don't think I'd be able to keep it up. So, maybe, a friend with benefits. No strings attached?

Hopefully you got the reference. Oh well, I have a concert tonight.

Or, as I've said before:

"Mama's got a date with the risers tonight."

. .

I really outta write another letter. Just in case?

It's raining and everything is at it's true color. Which is so depressing because it looks the same.
I wish I could write what I want on here.
But you would read it.
So, I guess
No.

Without the iridescence and crunchy leafs, autumn would just be rainy, wet, and annoying.

Lab Rat

I'm just your little lab rat.

I'm just another guinea pig. 

Run your stupid test.

I was programmed not to mind anyway.

Dear You

Dear You,

You have this sick and twisted way of making me think everything is going to be alright,
and then crushing me.

I hate you.

Jules

Generic

I want you to grow up with me. With structure and support.
I want you to live with me. Not dream.

I dreamt.
I know.
It isn't real.

You're stuck on a phase that you can't outgrow.
Stuck with a fever you can't sweat out.

Do yourself a favor and go to a tattoo parlor.
Get "generic" tattooed across your forehead.

You're nothing but a carbon copy.

Generic.

King's Island

At least 57,000 people had the same idea as my mother, my brother's friend, and I last night. Let's all go to King's Island! At first it was nice. Not too many people there. But around 8 o'clock, shit got crazy. You couldn't walk down the walkways without bumping into someone, or someone dressed as a something to try and scare you. Plus the faux fog they kept spewing out of hidden machines made it 10x harder to see.
By 8:00, people were parking on the grass or the side of the street, marching in like the saints. Hell, by 11:30, when we left, there were still people walking in. And the park closes at 1:00!
When we rode the Windseeker, we saw the parking lot without a single parking space left. We saw the massive crowd of eager adrenaline-junkies swarming below, and it was so bad you couldn't see the ground they were stepping on. Lines for rides were 1 to 3 plus hours long, and some were an hour alone for fast lane.
Fast lane, such a rip-off. Peh.
Well whatever. It was fun. I'm too lazy to write out all of the details, but you get how crowded it was, so there really isn't any need. That crowd was probably the most exciting thing last night, and even then it wasn't so exciting. Just shocking, and inevitably, irritating. Damn King's Island and their scams. They easily made over ten million last night.