Monday, September 29, 2008

this is officially the first time writting it out hasnt helped. im fckT
you know. i really thought i could be different this time.
its just a cute girl.
i like her.
she likes me.( or so i tell myself)

simple right? yeah, not so much. i have no idea which brain path got fucked up so much when i was a child, but for some reason i just get nervous and crash and burn everytime i talk to a girl i like. i just second guess everything i do. "did i say that right?" "do her friends actually like me?" "what do they say when im not there?" all this stupid shit runs through my head and i have no idea why.

look, lets face it. im not THE most attractive guy on earth...i have my moments but lets be honest here. yeah, im funny and i have a good personality ya? for some reason ive jammed myself into the friend zone one to many times to ever believe its a good quality to have for guys. so i dont know how to be. you know what... scratch this paragraph.


basically what im saying is...That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist and a round thing in my face....something inside me tells me not to get sprung!

im in love with a hooters girl.....again?




geeb.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

ok, now i definatley know i still got it.


god im a skeeez.


women.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

with megan and hoopz on my side, ive pretty much got this shit in the bag.



gg krystle.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

cute girls on the bus, my only vice.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

as the great sean puff daddy p to the diddy sean jean combs would kindly say, "lets not get this shit twisted." you've been expendable from the start. don't come at me all high and mighty like i need you, cause lets face it, i don't. and im glad it can be a remotely drama free break, since thats pretty hard for you to avoid, but in reality, the only thing i ever needed to do was just not call you. its not like you'll ever call me. i have a fuck ton of new friends through work/school and well, you don't even go to school. to be completely honest, i don't even know why im writing this, because i clearly don't care.


besides, my friends will all be happier now that you're gone.



real friends are love.
-BDiddy.



EDIT: oh yeah, ding dong the witch is dead.