So yesterday, right.
I hung out with a lot of people that I haven't seen for a really long time.
I miss the feeling of having friends in my life, although I know really well that they are not what I need at this moment.
I had a really good time, I got to see 3||3, who I didn't think I would.
And she got to see somebody that I thought was going to be adult about the whole thing, but apparently they have a problem in doing so.
You don't tell other people things that they are obviously going to tell me, about me.
I win. ftw.
I love life right now I guess, despite the fact that I am currently unemployed and I am at a loss of money.
I need $
last night ended on a good note, i suppose.
I was just told one thing then it just turned into something else.
maybe if i just got a hey, this is what is up.
want to join?
'oh, ok.'
that is what would have been said.
I was whooping ass on rock band and I 'kneed the shit out of' S*****'s phone and we went on adventure to get it repaired.
It actually seemed TOO easy.
the lady that gave us the replacement thought that it was hilarious.
The holidays are closing in on us.
I'm starting to find that my Dad is really one of my best friends. besides S***** and 3||3
I spend the whole day with him now and we talk about a lot.
Its surprising considering how our relationship was before I left for SB.
I think he respects the fact that I'm trying so hard to keep my shit together.
life is good.
Christmas Cometh.
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove. Happy Holidays.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Home is Where I am is?
Goodbye to you SB.
Today, I woke up in Union City, CA.
This is a weird feeling for me
mostly because for the past four months in my life, I've woken up in Santa Barbara, CA.
I can't say that I won't miss Santa Barbara,
but It's damn good to be home.
Life will start here for me once again in a whole new way.
I've left behind a lot of good people in SB that I'd like to make notice of.
For those who've been my friends there,
I thank you.
There was a time where I thought that maybe I'd be alone in SB for a long time, but then friendship shone a light on what could be.
It was good, and thanks for the memories.
So, what now?
Nothing is changed really besides the scenery.
I'm back with my family and those that I love.
The world looks so much bigger from my perspective.
Endless possibilities.
I'll finally have time to finish my book.
btw, 12 yagerbombs: not sucha good idea, EVER!
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
Today, I woke up in Union City, CA.
This is a weird feeling for me
mostly because for the past four months in my life, I've woken up in Santa Barbara, CA.
I can't say that I won't miss Santa Barbara,
but It's damn good to be home.
Life will start here for me once again in a whole new way.
I've left behind a lot of good people in SB that I'd like to make notice of.
For those who've been my friends there,
I thank you.
There was a time where I thought that maybe I'd be alone in SB for a long time, but then friendship shone a light on what could be.
It was good, and thanks for the memories.
So, what now?
Nothing is changed really besides the scenery.
I'm back with my family and those that I love.
The world looks so much bigger from my perspective.
Endless possibilities.
I'll finally have time to finish my book.
btw, 12 yagerbombs: not sucha good idea, EVER!
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Fuck you Draco, you bitchass nigga! #too little to bother.
I have problems, everyone has problems, but I don't go hypocritically imposing my opinions onto others.
If this is you, and you do this, this here at which i just referenced and explained; fuck you!
I don't care what you think, but your life sucks and you have no right trying to tell me whats what.
I hold back out of respect for you personally and for a very special someone.
you made me angry, and truth is i'll probably be over it by tomorrow, and this isn't even as significant event to you as it is to me, but just that you are really that stupid not to be considerate of what you're saying:
fuck you for the time being.
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
If this is you, and you do this, this here at which i just referenced and explained; fuck you!
I don't care what you think, but your life sucks and you have no right trying to tell me whats what.
I hold back out of respect for you personally and for a very special someone.
you made me angry, and truth is i'll probably be over it by tomorrow, and this isn't even as significant event to you as it is to me, but just that you are really that stupid not to be considerate of what you're saying:
fuck you for the time being.
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Blowin' O's for Oscar.
Tonight, I witnessed the demise of my childhood hero.
He went with the old, only to discover the new.
The first time I remember him losing was ten years ago.
I cried then. I won't now.
Oscar De La Hoya. My childhood hero.
Ten years is a lot of growing.
I can tell that I've done a lot of growing based on my reaction of the whole situation.
You can't win them all, as I know now.
As back then I thought he could, and that I could.
Tonight I know for certain that you can't win them all, but damnit,
you can try.
Good luck to you Oscar De La Hoya.
You can still wipe your ass with hundred dollar bills.
Thanks for the hope.
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
He went with the old, only to discover the new.
The first time I remember him losing was ten years ago.
I cried then. I won't now.
Oscar De La Hoya. My childhood hero.
Ten years is a lot of growing.
I can tell that I've done a lot of growing based on my reaction of the whole situation.
You can't win them all, as I know now.
As back then I thought he could, and that I could.
Tonight I know for certain that you can't win them all, but damnit,
you can try.
Good luck to you Oscar De La Hoya.
You can still wipe your ass with hundred dollar bills.
Thanks for the hope.
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
Monday, December 1, 2008
I hope not, breh 9.
So we're coming to the end of my first semester of college.
How does it feel you ask?
Well, first of all, thanks for asking, btw.
And Secondly, it feels great.
I'm that much closer to a career.
I need one so badly, i have to get out of this hell called schooling.
I almost can't tell the difference between high school and college.
It almost makes college seem somewhat unnecessary.
Why not just give me the high school/college degree in a sweet little bundle package?
It would save everyone a lot of time and money, no?
Another thing. I'm not fit for college. Not everyone is.
This brings me to my next point; why make life harder to achieve at if you only have a high school diploma? I think that it is bullshit.
I guarantee you that I will not be retaining most of this information that I have picked up in college three years from now when i am becoming a teacher.
Enough to teach of course, but you get my point.
Oh well, that's society for you.
Something else that bothers me,
the feeling of forever and not all the way.
trust is a big issue for me and if i don't feel trusted, i feel hurt.
this is probably very confusing for you out of the context of my own mind, but TRUST me, it makes plenty of sense to me.
and as always:
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
How does it feel you ask?
Well, first of all, thanks for asking, btw.
And Secondly, it feels great.
I'm that much closer to a career.
I need one so badly, i have to get out of this hell called schooling.
I almost can't tell the difference between high school and college.
It almost makes college seem somewhat unnecessary.
Why not just give me the high school/college degree in a sweet little bundle package?
It would save everyone a lot of time and money, no?
Another thing. I'm not fit for college. Not everyone is.
This brings me to my next point; why make life harder to achieve at if you only have a high school diploma? I think that it is bullshit.
I guarantee you that I will not be retaining most of this information that I have picked up in college three years from now when i am becoming a teacher.
Enough to teach of course, but you get my point.
Oh well, that's society for you.
Something else that bothers me,
the feeling of forever and not all the way.
trust is a big issue for me and if i don't feel trusted, i feel hurt.
this is probably very confusing for you out of the context of my own mind, but TRUST me, it makes plenty of sense to me.
and as always:
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
Monday, November 24, 2008
An MTNasty Thanksgiving! Good Grief! 17. and then 13.
Oh hey,
I almost didn't see you come in -_-
So this morning, after 3-4hrs of sleep I had to wake up at 6 for an 8am class
After that one hour hell, I come back to the apt and take a three hour nap.
I'm really tired and not in the best mood.
I believe school to be the source of this once again. I hate it.
I have another class at 6, and I'm not too excited to go, but I will.
This is the last monday class and class number two of four for the week?
halfway there. -_-
I can't wait until Thanksgiving.
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I never got a chance to finish that post, but it seemed like i was in a really bad mood.
Thanksgiving really was great.
I rode home with S***** the night before.
I can honestly say that even more than SB itself, I will miss S*****.
What a good friend.
I'm thankful for a friend like him, among others. Most of all I'm thankful for my family.
They stay being there for me.
I guess its not too bad to have my health as well.
In the rest of the 08 calendar year I'd like to wish the best to everyone and those who they love.
This year has been a good one.
I know we're still a ways off of the new year, but I've come to start realizing how fast time moves, and how ever hard we try to play tug-of-war with it, we always fall short.
All hail to time.
Whether it is moving too fast or I'm just growing up, it isn't something that should be taken for granted.
Spend any time you have being with those you want to be with.
Don't let time slip away.
Love those that Love you.
I love everyone.
Love.
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
I almost didn't see you come in -_-
So this morning, after 3-4hrs of sleep I had to wake up at 6 for an 8am class
After that one hour hell, I come back to the apt and take a three hour nap.
I'm really tired and not in the best mood.
I believe school to be the source of this once again. I hate it.
I have another class at 6, and I'm not too excited to go, but I will.
This is the last monday class and class number two of four for the week?
halfway there. -_-
I can't wait until Thanksgiving.
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I never got a chance to finish that post, but it seemed like i was in a really bad mood.
Thanksgiving really was great.
I rode home with S***** the night before.
I can honestly say that even more than SB itself, I will miss S*****.
What a good friend.
I'm thankful for a friend like him, among others. Most of all I'm thankful for my family.
They stay being there for me.
I guess its not too bad to have my health as well.
In the rest of the 08 calendar year I'd like to wish the best to everyone and those who they love.
This year has been a good one.
I know we're still a ways off of the new year, but I've come to start realizing how fast time moves, and how ever hard we try to play tug-of-war with it, we always fall short.
All hail to time.
Whether it is moving too fast or I'm just growing up, it isn't something that should be taken for granted.
Spend any time you have being with those you want to be with.
Don't let time slip away.
Love those that Love you.
I love everyone.
Love.
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
Friday, November 21, 2008
There is No Place like Yo' Place! 20.
So, I'm home.
I'll be home next week too.
And then I'll be home two weeks after that for the last time ever.
I don't mean in terms of actually being at home, but rather, ever having to go home again.
From SB.
I'll be leaving SB forever.
I'll be leaving the memories of it behind me and looking forward to what lies ahead.
Don't get me wrong, I love SB, but there is something deep within me that says I have done all that I set out to do by going there.
I will miss my new SB friends and the beautiful pacific coast, but there will never be anything like eating dinner with a family that I love and sleeping in a bed of my own knowing that I can get up the next morning and do exactly what I did the day before and be completely content with it.
School is closing in on me, however.
I wish that I could flash forward three and a half years and be done with it all and start my career as the best english teacher ever.
I hold a lot of dreams in this heart heart of mine.
Dreams aren't something to be taken lightly.
They have a way of making you push through all the bullshit when you think that the world is coming to an end.
I recently wanted to throw away all my dreams and then I was informed by a good friend of mine that shall remain ANONYMOUS** that maybe I was being a bit irrational.
Maybe I'm just impatient and even though I feel like I am trying my hardest and its going nowhere, I really am just trying to force that hand of time back to where it came from; the beginning.
the beginning of every tiniest glimpse of any thought process that ever went into any decision that I ever made.
You can't help but think that maybe sometimes you didn't make the right choice.
Don't blame yourself though, I certainly don't blame me for the things that I've decided to do, because if you want answers, there is no other way of getting them unless you go out there and ask questions.
SB was my question.
And I got my answer:
Home is where the heart is, and home is where I'm going.
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
I'll be home next week too.
And then I'll be home two weeks after that for the last time ever.
I don't mean in terms of actually being at home, but rather, ever having to go home again.
From SB.
I'll be leaving SB forever.
I'll be leaving the memories of it behind me and looking forward to what lies ahead.
Don't get me wrong, I love SB, but there is something deep within me that says I have done all that I set out to do by going there.
I will miss my new SB friends and the beautiful pacific coast, but there will never be anything like eating dinner with a family that I love and sleeping in a bed of my own knowing that I can get up the next morning and do exactly what I did the day before and be completely content with it.
School is closing in on me, however.
I wish that I could flash forward three and a half years and be done with it all and start my career as the best english teacher ever.
I hold a lot of dreams in this heart heart of mine.
Dreams aren't something to be taken lightly.
They have a way of making you push through all the bullshit when you think that the world is coming to an end.
I recently wanted to throw away all my dreams and then I was informed by a good friend of mine that shall remain ANONYMOUS** that maybe I was being a bit irrational.
Maybe I'm just impatient and even though I feel like I am trying my hardest and its going nowhere, I really am just trying to force that hand of time back to where it came from; the beginning.
the beginning of every tiniest glimpse of any thought process that ever went into any decision that I ever made.
You can't help but think that maybe sometimes you didn't make the right choice.
Don't blame yourself though, I certainly don't blame me for the things that I've decided to do, because if you want answers, there is no other way of getting them unless you go out there and ask questions.
SB was my question.
And I got my answer:
Home is where the heart is, and home is where I'm going.
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
AYSM!? 24/5!?!?
Hello,
So its almost tomorrow, right?
thanks for telling me, because I've been sitting here doing absolutely nothing all day and I have an assignment due tomorrow.
And, you did say it was almost tomorrow, so that's a good thing to know.
Thanks.
I am the procrastination prince.
Prince MTNastylove of Procrastia.
idk how things went today with anything. I'm super annoyed and irritated about a lot of things, but overall i can't complain.
Sitting on a couch all day doing nothing is a privilege (jenniferface)
I have come to realize that now and I will not take it for granted by getting off of it and doing something productive other than homework.
I don't even know what i'm talking about anymore, I'm really tired and stressed because I have to finish this work.
I didn't write any story today at all ;[ and I probably won't tomorrow.
I'm writers blocked.
What hath thou done to deserve this?
Tomorrow was a good day though, I suppose.
I got hammered with my bestfriend and we went out.
apparently, and according to the mass text i sent: 'I dance with everyone and S***** no dance with anyone'
We also sang the incorrect lyrics to the song 'Buzzin' the entire night.
Correct:
She was buzzin all over me x 3
She was buzzin all over me like she fell in love.
Incorrect:
She was buzzin all over me
She was buzzin all over you
She was buzzin all over me like she didn't know
and then we attempted to rap a verse which was completely made up.
Nobody cared to correct us though.
Friends don't let friends Drunk dial and sing the incorrect lyrics to the song 'Buzzin'
Thanks Friends.
I am ashamed of us.
I called someone a bitch too.
re-enactment:
MTNastylove: Oh hey you know Anonymous.
MTNastylove Proclaimed 'Bitch': Yeah, so?
*Awkward Silence
MTNastylove: You are Bitch, I don't know why Anonymous hangs out with you. Bitch.
S*****: We're OUT!
*MTNastylove and S***** scurry away.
'I turned the radio on, I turned the radio up, and this woman was singing my song.'
I miss thee Lisa Loeb.
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
So its almost tomorrow, right?
thanks for telling me, because I've been sitting here doing absolutely nothing all day and I have an assignment due tomorrow.
And, you did say it was almost tomorrow, so that's a good thing to know.
Thanks.
I am the procrastination prince.
Prince MTNastylove of Procrastia.
idk how things went today with anything. I'm super annoyed and irritated about a lot of things, but overall i can't complain.
Sitting on a couch all day doing nothing is a privilege (jenniferface)
I have come to realize that now and I will not take it for granted by getting off of it and doing something productive other than homework.
I don't even know what i'm talking about anymore, I'm really tired and stressed because I have to finish this work.
I didn't write any story today at all ;[ and I probably won't tomorrow.
I'm writers blocked.
What hath thou done to deserve this?
Tomorrow was a good day though, I suppose.
I got hammered with my bestfriend and we went out.
apparently, and according to the mass text i sent: 'I dance with everyone and S***** no dance with anyone'
We also sang the incorrect lyrics to the song 'Buzzin' the entire night.
Correct:
She was buzzin all over me x 3
She was buzzin all over me like she fell in love.
Incorrect:
She was buzzin all over me
She was buzzin all over you
She was buzzin all over me like she didn't know
and then we attempted to rap a verse which was completely made up.
Nobody cared to correct us though.
Friends don't let friends Drunk dial and sing the incorrect lyrics to the song 'Buzzin'
Thanks Friends.
I am ashamed of us.
I called someone a bitch too.
re-enactment:
MTNastylove: Oh hey you know Anonymous.
MTNastylove Proclaimed 'Bitch': Yeah, so?
*Awkward Silence
MTNastylove: You are Bitch, I don't know why Anonymous hangs out with you. Bitch.
S*****: We're OUT!
*MTNastylove and S***** scurry away.
'I turned the radio on, I turned the radio up, and this woman was singing my song.'
I miss thee Lisa Loeb.
Dear God,
It's me, MTNastylove.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
procrastiNation of MTNastylove 25?
I stay procrastinating. I know 'MTNastylove, go do your hw instead of blogging'
mind your business.
I'm doing ok, i suppose. But everyone wonders, could i be doing better?
I have writers block, severely.
I want nothing more than to finish this damn book.
My new book, Temp Rock Extreme, is a lot easier to write for some reason.
I think that I am better at writing from creativity rather than personal history.
I don't know what it is, I mean it happened already, right?
I should just be able to gather words from memory and put them to paper, creating money making possibilities. $$$$
'I...' is a popular start to lines in this post, isn't it.
The made up people in the previous post are having a made up conversation in a made up room right now about their made up future as a made up couple in this very real but made up world.
Lets just hope things don't get made up in order to make up. yadig?
The paper that I've been working on for a month is one page from being complete, but I think that writers block is plaguing my soul as of the moment.
I am sadface about a lot of things that will be happening in the coming weeks, but these are the cards I have chosen to deal to myself.
I'll make things my own, no matter where i'm at, i suppose.
Dear God,
It's me. MTNastylove.
mind your business.
I'm doing ok, i suppose. But everyone wonders, could i be doing better?
I have writers block, severely.
I want nothing more than to finish this damn book.
My new book, Temp Rock Extreme, is a lot easier to write for some reason.
I think that I am better at writing from creativity rather than personal history.
I don't know what it is, I mean it happened already, right?
I should just be able to gather words from memory and put them to paper, creating money making possibilities. $$$$
'I...' is a popular start to lines in this post, isn't it.
The made up people in the previous post are having a made up conversation in a made up room right now about their made up future as a made up couple in this very real but made up world.
Lets just hope things don't get made up in order to make up. yadig?
The paper that I've been working on for a month is one page from being complete, but I think that writers block is plaguing my soul as of the moment.
I am sadface about a lot of things that will be happening in the coming weeks, but these are the cards I have chosen to deal to myself.
I'll make things my own, no matter where i'm at, i suppose.
Dear God,
It's me. MTNastylove.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Recon Mission: Complete 27. Now w/ Forward.
Forward from MTNastylove:
This story is make believe. Its funny how sometimes things that you imagine seem real enough to where you actually think they are real, and then they are real. All names have been protected, even though this is made up.
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So last night, right.
I'm sitting here playing halo 3 all night with my best friend S*****(Steven).
His GF goes out to a party. Completely Harmless.
She's a drunk dialer and calls me. Something about a guy from Hollywood.
Whatever.
It's 2AM and S***** is knocked out, and I set down the controller and retire for the night.
his GF walks in for about five minutes...and then starts to leave again.
I don't find this to be a very good idea as she is wasted as shit.
I follow her outside and see Mr. Hollywood, who was referenced earlier in the phone convo.
I tell him to take care of her, as she is my BFF's GF.
He says ok, and the disappear into the night.
I sit back down and think, hmm.
That wasn't a good idea now was it?
I go on a recon mission to make sure she is ok, and equip myself with bad ass thoughts.
Just in Case.
I travel the vast moonlight beach only to find at the end of it.
Mr. Hollywood. Straddled. By my BFF's GF.
Fast Forward to me pissed off, him scared and a lot of cussing on the way home.
What's a guy supposed to do?
Dear God,
It's me MTNastylove.
This story is make believe. Its funny how sometimes things that you imagine seem real enough to where you actually think they are real, and then they are real. All names have been protected, even though this is made up.
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So last night, right.
I'm sitting here playing halo 3 all night with my best friend S*****(Steven).
His GF goes out to a party. Completely Harmless.
She's a drunk dialer and calls me. Something about a guy from Hollywood.
Whatever.
It's 2AM and S***** is knocked out, and I set down the controller and retire for the night.
his GF walks in for about five minutes...and then starts to leave again.
I don't find this to be a very good idea as she is wasted as shit.
I follow her outside and see Mr. Hollywood, who was referenced earlier in the phone convo.
I tell him to take care of her, as she is my BFF's GF.
He says ok, and the disappear into the night.
I sit back down and think, hmm.
That wasn't a good idea now was it?
I go on a recon mission to make sure she is ok, and equip myself with bad ass thoughts.
Just in Case.
I travel the vast moonlight beach only to find at the end of it.
Mr. Hollywood. Straddled. By my BFF's GF.
Fast Forward to me pissed off, him scared and a lot of cussing on the way home.
What's a guy supposed to do?
Dear God,
It's me MTNastylove.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
When Jennifer writes a survey ghost featuring me (MTNastylove) 28.
I've gotten to know jennifer well in my stay in SB. I tend to her wounds, and I feed her...this is my payback.
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When was the last time you were told you were cute?
the last time i can remember,
is the thursday before halloween
a halfjapanese zebra sailor told me my flying pig costume was cute.
no one thinks michael is cute.
Can you sleep without blankets covering you?
as long as i'm warm.
michael sleeps on the couch,
he doesn't deserve a blanket;.
Do you and your best friends have any traditions?
sylvea and i are pen pals
sb and i have our inside jokes
michael wishes he was friends with sylvea,
so he writes her notes on the envelopes.
he has no friends.
Will your next kiss be a mistake?
i can't tell the future,
but i hope not.
the next person michael will kiss is probably going to be steven.
and no, it won't be a mistake.
Do you believe ex's can be friends?
sure why not.
michael doesn't think so.
it's cause he has no friends.
Are you a forgiving person?
pretty much
michael pretends he forgives.
just wait till his book gets published,
i bet he has a lot of s**t to say about you.
What ticks you off the most?
picky eaters and bigots.
michael gets pissed off when he can't sit on the couch all day.
Anything bothering you right now?
nah, just my oozing knee.
and michael stinks.
michael is bothered by the fact that he eventually will have to shower.
Are you happy with that?
i wish it would hurry up and scab.
i wish michael would shower.
he smells.
Do your parents have MySpace accounts?
oh no no
Do you believe love lasts forever?
love is a state of mind.
you can be in love for however long you want
michael wishes someone would love him.
When was the last time you got a phone call?
1:50
no one calls michael.
his phone is rusted from the lack of calls.
It's 4 in the morning, your phone rings, who is it?
probably some drunk person
i'd probably be calling michael at four in the morning
Where's the person who has your heart at the moment?
Jesus Christ is with me all the time.
elle has michael's heart.
but so does steven.
it's complicated.
When was the last time you wanted to punch someone in their face?
i want to punch michael,
but i'm scared my fist will smell bad.
What was the last thing you cried about and when?
elections made me emotional. idk.
michael cries himself to sleep every night.
cause he doesn't have a blanket
Ever receive a really long apology?
idk;
no one needs to apologize to michael
he apologizes to them.
Hold hands with anyone lately?
uhh
last time i can remember,
was the day after halloween
michael wishes he could hold steven's hand when he sleeps
that's another reason why he cries.
What were you doing at 7:45 this morning?
sleeping
michael was sleeping.
on the couch
like he does all day, everyday.
What will you be doing tomorrow?
class. class. idk.
michael will be on the couch.
Do you use chapstick?
cherry chapstick
michael's lips are chapped.
How's your heart lately?
still an icebox.
michael's is split.
and has been trampled.
-_-
Do you put ketchup on top of your french fries or on the side?
on top of the side.
michael just drinks it straight out of the bottle
Where will you be in an hour?
watching the office.
michael will be on the couch.
like he has been for the past three months.
Do you have a facebook?
yup yup
michael has more friends on facebook than in real life
Any piercings or tattoos?
yah.
michael thinks his eyebrow piercing is cool
Have you ever slapped someone across the face?
i slapped michael this afternoon.
he was taking a nap
steven told me to
What is the closest thing to you that is blue?
my mascara is elect
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When was the last time you were told you were cute?
the last time i can remem
is the thurs
a halfj
no one think
Can you sleep
as long as i'm warm.
micha
he doesn
Do you and your best frien
sylve
sb and i have our insid
micha
so he write
he has no frien
Will your next kiss be a mista
i can'
but i hope not.
the next perso
and no, it won'
Do you belie
sure why not.
micha
it's cause
Are you a forgi
prett
micha
just wait till his book gets publi
i bet he has a lot of s**t to say about
What ticks
picky
micha
Anyth
nah, just my oozin
and micha
micha
Are you happy
i wish it would
i wish micha
he smell
Do your paren
oh no no
Do you belie
love is a state
you can be in love for howev
micha
When was the last time you got a phone
1:50
no one calls
his phone
It's 4 in the morni
proba
i'd proba
Where
Jesus
elle has micha
but so does steve
it's compl
When was the last time you wante
i want to punch
but i'm scare
What was the last thing
elect
micha
cause
Ever recei
idk;
no one needs
he apolo
Hold hands
uhh
last time i can remem
was the day after
micha
that'
What were you doing
sleep
micha
on the couch
like he does all day, every
What will you be doing
class
micha
Do you use chaps
cherr
micha
How's your heart
still
micha
and has been tramp
-_-
Do you put ketch
on top of the side.
micha
Where
watch
micha
like he has been for the past three
Do you have a faceb
yup yup
micha
Any pierc
yah.
micha
Have you ever slapp
i slapp
he was takin
steve
What is the close
my masca