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Fastbutslow: i know i am just jokin i wouldnt ask u to stop drinkin that be like askin Fish to swim in sand
Fastbutslow: that shit aint happenin
YrMomisaMILF: thats okay, they're just jealous because they know that we're the shit and they will never live up to our amazingness..
YrMomisaMILF: true story
YrMomisaMILF: haha, just say that you are a magnificent kisser, and difficult to top
LIKES
llamas
cherry coke
pad thai from carlsons
nap time
camel lights
car rides
thunderstorms
piercings
stolen hoodies
short people
shoes
my band, and my band members
dancing, sometimes, on the right occasion, im a born again dancer
diesels
chap stick
pajama pants
kareoke
profanity
DC
journey
downtown annapolis
traffic.com and the weather channel
under the bridge
evil twats and stripper shots
natty boh
DISLIKES
seafood
make up
liars
spiders
heights
jamesons
drugs
unreturned phone calls
girls that look like guys
feet
raccoons
traffic on 495 and 66
coffee
being a grown up
DISCLAIMER-
I will drunk dial you if I have your number.
I'm quite sick of most peoples problems and drama,
so you will probably find me at the bar, by myself
cause I honestly don't have time for this petty shit anymore
Bitter much?
The answer is yes
There are those of you that have my heart, forever, and you can call anytime, day or night, and I will do everything and anything for you
Everyone else, kindly fuck off
I am so all kittens and sunshine
I will break your face.
I am amazing, or so Ive been told.
My heart is in NOVA.
People need to bring me sweet tea and camel lights.
I LOVE my friends.
I can out drink any guy.
BING
I suffer from shiny object syndrome.
I talk to strangers.
I have a lot of things I believe in that make no sense to anyone else.
I am the best friend someone could ask for.
My socks never match.
I always happen to leave things in people's cars.
I will probably never have a license, cars scare me, a lot.
I have high expectations of my close friends, I don't know if they're ready to live up to them.
I can only cook if I like the kitchen I'm in.
I'm not willing to change for anyone, I drink, I chain smoke, and I cuss, that's how I live my life, I support people who don't do those things, but please, do not shove your views down my throat.
I am a walking contradiction.
I chain smoke.
I am the anti-truth
I'm allergic to dancing.
I tend to move around alot, so I feel like I never really have a place to call home.
I'm really starting to not care as much.
It's a nice feeling.
Music is my life.
I really enjoy actually holding an intelligent conversation, granted it doesnt happen to often anymore.
I talk on my phone and text message people way too much.
And, yes, it's true, we do beat up scene kids.
And I have the attention span of a squirrel.
"Her heart throb heart throbs 340 beats a minute.
Those slit throat confessions licked by randy flames of persuasion,
the shaving of bone, the lingering taste of singed enamel.
The negatives, Jennifer.
Such uncompromising positions
I said, "You don't need a doctor honey, you need a mortician baby."
Because I don't want your money,
I don't want your favors.
This ain't no blackmail
this is for amusement.
Don't shady pasts make interesting broadcasts?
And human error is never an acceptable answer, Jennifer."
All eyes on the calendar
Another year I claim of total indifference
To here, the days pile up
With decisions to be made, I'm sure all of them were wrong
Into this song I send myself
And with these drinks I plan to collapse
And forget this wasted year, these wasted years
Devoted friends, they disappear
And I'm sorry about the phone call and needing you
Some decisions you don't make
I guess it's just like breathing and not wanting to
There are some things you can't fake
I guess that it's typical
To cling to memories you'll never get back again
And to sort through old photographs
Of a summer long ago or a friend that you used to know
And there below
His frozen face
You wrote the name and that ancient date, that ancient date
And you can't believe that he's really gone
When all that's left is a fucking song and
I'm sorry about the phone call; and waking you.
I know that it is late,
But thank you for talking, because I needed to.
Some things just can't wait.
