Anything and Everything.

listen to some

Kasey Smith

when you're feeling bleh.

he is wonderful

can someone i know please make their hair like his (L)

i was watching House, and it made me think. Is a person defined by what they think, or what they do, cause someone could be a real ass on the inside, but be nice to people. and vice versa.

what counts? is it always one or the other? or do people change the rules to make a person an ass no matter what, or a good person no matter what? or does it change with the weather?

i don't like when people tell me things they like about me in a style that reminds me of a poem, or some fancy novel, if it's not how they speak. it feels fake. say it like you're speaking. same goes for if you want to tell me the things you hate about me.

it bothers me when people i like smoke. it bothers me even more when they pretend they dont. it bothers me even more when they do a lousy job at getting rid of the smokey odour and then tell me they didn't just have a cigarette, but what bothers me most is when they do it well.

when i don't know they're smoking until someone else lets it slip.

it makes me feel stupid. it makes me feel like im not a good enough friend.

feelings are weird. this is why i don't acknowledge mine usually. this is why i don't bother to recognise how i feel. if i'm happy i know it, and if i'm not, i'm unaware to how i actually feel. why the hell would i try and find out what emotion it is. no good can come of it.

when i'm really reaaaalllly happy, i sometimes feel like i'm going to be sick. literally.

just briefly.

I KNOW I'M NOTHIN BUT SKIN AND BONES BUT I SURE THINK YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL.

my lips are sore and red. like an indie's.

NOW WILL YOU LOVE ME.