Naveed

And show me your my friend?
Communications.
Good stuff.
I think it's right.
I mean everything seems to be going so smoothly.
That I'm honestly trying to forget about all the crazy stuff.
I'm trying to get away from it.
Wish I would have graduated.
I'm going to be late going to bed now.
Shit.
No.
Are you kidding me?
No. Sorry.
Raine Maida is love.
I'm sorry I ever spoke.
I'm sorry I ever touched another person. Ever.
No I'm not.
Fuck you.
And your opinions.
I'm a fucking vegetarian and I'm not scared of you.
Oh so you can listen to all that crap all day. Yep.
Also who do you think is reading?
No one.
Skimmed.
Like skim milk.
Makes me puke in my mouth.
Shit my phone.
After this shit I'm hiding in bed for a few days.
My face is melting an ice pack.
I like the quiet.
I like myself.
I like other people.
Man in black says we get holiday pay tomorrow? I hope so.
Tony says we're both gonna make over 1500.
Hope your there tomorrow to talk. It seems awkward but it's totally not.
Crazy stories? I'll think of one. But in truth I'm not that wild. I'm crazy but by the books.
Why has this taken up two posts.
love,
The Only Man Who Makes My life Make Sense