AMP4NLO (9:02:26 PM): mental helath day is good
me grimlocke (9:02:32 PM): but everything is soooo shitty
me grimlocke (9:02:36 PM): i'll have to be sneaky
AMP4NLO (9:02:43 PM): just say your anus is bleeding
AMP4NLO (9:02:49 PM): and like poke it a little
AMP4NLO (9:02:53 PM): with like a knife

channeling ugly feelings into ugly art, ololol. and playing left 4 dead. someone play with me please, i am purchasing xbox live soon for it is lonely shooting zombies all by myself.

i get sad when people get tired of me.

yes i love you, please come back.

God fucking damn it, I am so tired of investing ridiculous amounts of time and energy being there for people only to be ignored and left behind when a potential girlfriend comes along. JUST 'CAUSE WE'RE NOT MAKING OUT DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN IGNORE MY TEXTS

I'm scared.

HA HA I AM RETARDED

FUCK U SMOG MONSTER. I WAS *ALMOST* THERE BUT YOU HAD TO COME ALONG AND RAEP ME WITH YOUR SMOG. AAAAAAAAAGH.




also it is sort of awesome that killing your first feral unlocks an achievement called Eddie's Legacy.

CAN I JUST SAY HOW AWESOME IT IS BEING SECOND BEST ALL THE TIME?




IT IS HELLA AWESOME.

stop losing sleep over dudes who don't even care about you, you fucking retard. Man you are such a tool what the hell.

OOOOOOOOOOH MY GOD

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME.

I AM SO MAD RIGHT NOW.

SO MAD!

!!!!!!

How is it that i seem to devalue myself whenever i try to do anything nice for someone? Normal people, TEACH ME YOUR SECRETS.

Today made me realize that without school and other noteworthy obligations i would do nothing other than lie in bed until my muscles atrophied and my joints fused and I became the envy of that woman whose sofa became an extension of her body through skin amalgamation. My grades are probably shit-awful, and as a result I'll likely be on house arrest for the remainder of the school year but it doesn't matter. I am happy to let my skin cells form a delicious epidermis-sebaceous-100% cotton fiber matrix with my bed. I wouldn't have to talk to anyone.

I know I've been making crazy cat lady "jokes" lately, but they're not actually jokes and I'm completely serious. I want a kitten. Or several. Please.

Not-Yet-New Years resolution: stop willingly doing things that are blatantly detrimental to my emotional and mental health. This is why I can't have nice things.

I think I would like to go back to Taiwan.

:/

GTFO WHORE, I WILL HEADBUTT YOU IN THE THROAT.


AGH.



!!!!

I wish I weren't so socially retarded. :/

things to do (with what remains of) this summer:
-relearn spanish in time for the SAT IIs.
-put together a (motherfucking) portfolio, god damn it
-college applications n' shit
-suck less at Rock Band
-unfuck my shit- become less confused about things (this will never happen.)
-figure out whether or not i'm willing to live on the east coast for the next four years (this will probably never happen either- Mao is a staunch opponent of the "move as far away from here as possible" plan)
-make another stop motion movie
-again, relearn motherfucking spanish.
-find another job, apparently
-get my drivers' license. this is at the bottom of my list for a reason.



oooooooooooohhhhh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit

crushes are just endless sources of crippling insecurity, self-doubt, and angst, AND I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH THEM ANYMORE.

Calling yourself a hypocrite doesn't make you any less of an asshole.