thurmack

I'm a man of few words, and one of them is fuck.

Me and two friends made a theme song for their room tonight. They're roommates, so sometimes I feel like the third wheel, but whatever. The theme song rules. If we record it, I'll link it.

I've fallen in love with my girlfriend again. It's been a long time since I've really loved her, but I sort of had an epiphany last night after (of all things) discussing homosexuality with one of the girls in my dorm. I really hope it lasts... I want to be happy and I want her to be happy again.

On an unrelated note, I might...
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Tired of sex.

I made it... barely alive, and in tatters, but I'm here... Uh no... no don't tell me... it's... TUESDAY! Why god, why...

Monday...

Time to bust out the brain and finish some homework...

Since I have nothing to say, here's a poem:

Even if I left today
It'll be okay

I was based on false pretenses
Wanting things I couldn't want
Needing things too far away
Crying at a pin drop

But...
My heart is made of diamond
They say -
"Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger."

And I've been brushed before
Laying half asleep
Punching the...
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I'm having one of those days where nothing I say is funny. Oh well...

Dance party tonight... Booya -- Booya grandma.

I'm allergic to fucking something... Make the itching stop!

Massive amounts of work...