ok so if someone came up to you and sasked you cut their hair (and they know DAMN WELL you've never cut hair before).....are they allowed to complain when you fuck it up? dammit it's not like they paid for it!!!!
i cant imagine losing this person that i love so muchfor something that i dont understand. i keep thinking that we go to war we'll be voluntarily plunging ourselves into the seventh layer of hell. but maybe some of us are just that crazy.
um...be cool stay in school...no, wait that was lame...
you hate school but school loves you...damn that was even worse...
um...hmmm...uh, nevermind...
what are you studying in school?
i'm playing with the idea of going back...but i'm not sure yet.
...here's an old nursery school rhyme...
Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard
to fetch her poor dog a bone.
When she bent over
Rover took over,
And gave her a bone of his own. hehe
all my life i've grown up thinking that guys didnt like to cuddle and they never say i love you. maybe it's just me but, i've never met one.......where are these men?
it's just one of those days that you're so stuck, you have nothing to say. i dont want to be in school. i dont want to work where i work. i dont want to live here. sometimes i wish i had no one, that way i'd have no reason to stay.
peace & 420