Today was rather a roller coaster.
You're a roller coaster baby I swear.
I need something to refocus on. I'm not sure what it is yet.
I wish you were as great of a listener as I am.
Maybe I'll make this into art. Somehow. Sometime. Someday.
I really hate you. I'm not sure why. But just seeing like the side of your face makes me want to touch butterfly wings! THERE I SAID IT! Now what!
Hanging out with Ina got me a mouth full of bad words. I need to classy myself up a bit again. I'm not sure where my blue sweater is but I really want to wear it tomorrow. It's comfy.
Ashley's cancer came back. It's terminal.
I don't want to talk anymore.
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