See it fast, hear it slow.

My feet cant breathe. I need to take my socks off.
Ahh, much better.
Coed sleepovers seem to be a hot topic.
Lets just say one thing.
Mom, sorry to break it to you, but if I wanted to have sex, I wouldnt need a sleep over to do so.
So, I dont see the big deal in the sleepovers, I never have.
Random statements that seems to be floating around in my head currently, I feel the need to get rid of them.
You inspire me.
I really like you, and I cant explain why.
I wish you cared about me.
I would, if you texted me.
I love music.
I hate most girls.
I hate people who smoke pot, period.
I hate the fact that people think its cool to get drunk, sorry you look like a fucking dumbass.
No one likes you, go home.
Im always tired.
I wish you saw me the way i see you.
I wish I didnt have such a problem with authority.
I wish I looked happy when I work.
I wish I could sing.
Orrr dance.



"Turn you down, I wish I could"