I fuck everything up.
I seriously feel the same way sometimes.
Connecticut is fine. I just fucking can’t stand my town.
bahahahah! I totally know what you mean.
especially when i’m trying to be nice and not say what i’m thinking completely(which is already hard as hell for me)
her: dedrick you wanna go to dinner?
me: naw not tonight, maybe next time
her: WHY?! don’t be mean, i’ll drive and shit.
now, in my head i’m thinking, i don’t wanna go out with you because you eat like a somalian donkey and i usually end up paying, but i just responded with something to not hurt her feelings tonight
me: cause i don’t feel good.
My Jamaican relatives from Canada should have been here at 7pm. Apparently they’re still on the Hutchinson Riv. Parkway. :P
Like srsly you guys… you guys seriously!
The same thing happened at the benefit for my cousin back in December. It started at 7pm they arrived at 9:30. IT WAS THEIR IMMEDIATE FAMILY’S BENEFIT!!
The poor dancers and musicians we hired were so fucking tired and pissed OFF.
And it’s CRAZYYYY!
Or should I say: good morning!!
MGMT makes me cry sometimes. Sometimes I wonder why I’d be if I’d never let anyone know I was hurting. It’s crazy, vocalizing how your feeling can change your life. Wow.
I dunno. I’m seriously cintemplating actually becoming one of Jehovah’s Witnesses. For real. I’m just alittle nervous about who I’m gonna be in the future.