picklerevenge
wishing i were a master artist. wishing i actually made art these days.
| meh. fnah. i sleep WAY too much. |
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| missing mark already. tears. |
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| no wait, now i'm looking for some sweet tunes to rock out to. |
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| sitting. just sitting. |
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| just realized how boring most everybody is. |
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| wishing i were staring at the ocean. oh and i'm eating string cheese. |
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| watching mark jump to his phone to check his text message.oh snap! it's from me! just a bloody twitter update. nothing exciting unfortunatly |
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| eating peanuts. food. must have food. do i want to go to the library or fix my car? priorities. |
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| reading mark's posts and laughing my guts out. |
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| printing out papercraft katamaris for my friends. won't they be surprised! also, i should eat. |
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| is re-rethinking things. |
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| is rethinking things. |
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| is missing mark and is hungry and is thinking that i want to go hunting and gathering |
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| posting like a crazy fool. should i paint and be productive or go play okami?! hmmmmmmmm. |
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| hey, let me ask you a question. how much do you think i can bench press? |
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| wanting to go buy some fish! preetty fish! also, regretting having dropped my lunch on the floor. not the kind you can just pick up and keep eating. :( |
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| wishing i were buried in the sand and not here. |
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| wishing i could shake this glum. i'm going to miss my puppy and my tortoise. why do i have to take so many bloody pills? sigh. |
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| i just slept all damn day long. how pathetic. i had so much that i needed to do. |
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