Saturday, November 5, 2011

Life is sweet.

 There is chocolate pie in my fridge. 
Hunter and I are going on a date tomorrow night.
I've been listening to nothing but Danko Jones for about 4 hours straight.
Life. 
Is. 
Good.


Cue sexy-ass bassline. 


"If you wanna do it, do it right, up and down, side to side, baby we could do it for a night, don't hold me back...."


Ah, who knew songs about eating a chick out could be so catchy. (Listen to "Eating Ain't Cheating"- by Steel Panther).


I better explain. Hunter was texting me drunk last night. Lots of hearts and winky faces sent. It was pretty funny, and I was able to cement plans with him for tomorrow night. Awwwwww yeah.


BTW, if any of you know, it's the fifth of november- Time to break out the search engine and watch V for Vendetta online!

internet memes - Y U NO GUY Fawkes

Oh, and theres chocolate pie in the fridge. Fuck yeah.


I found an old poem I wrote after Craig and I broke up. Read it, don't read it, I don't care, I'm posting it anyway.


Hurts to even see your Face
Too soon, you cried
Too quickly, too hard
Too fast.
I let myself fall
Too soon, too quickly,
Too hard, too fast.
And to think, from now,
I can ever trust my heart again?
My conscious cries "Bullshit"
And of course, I'm still screaming
Inside.
How can a time so short
Leave me broken for so long?
And all the while, you're still crying wolf
(I can't help it, baby, this is who I am)
(I'm sorry but I can't just go turn off how I feel)
Babe, I'm not a light switch
Nor am I a shepherd
I can't lead you to safety
So I'll just leave you to your better judgement
Go on, trudge off with
That fragile piece of my heart
Some day it better come back-
Someday, I want to love again
And I sure as hell don't want you
To be the reason I don't.


You know, typing that out, I feel like I should feel unhappy, being reminded yet again of that.

Strangely enough, I don't.

Maybe I'm all better now.

Or maybe I've just developed a "Fuck it" attitude again.

Terminaters Gonna Terminate
Like this, except more humanoid-ish.

Well, in the words of MCR (Helena): 
So long, and goodnight, so long, and goodnight!

-V.

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