The trouble with being myself.

I am relating to a psychopath.. apparently...



"It never adds up when you do your math..."

"Love is a desert and I need it to rain..."

"Love is butter won't you be my bread?..."

Never knew how much I fucking LOVE Macy Gray. She's like a throwback to a past life wen i was a popstar. Lol. I relate to everything she sings and top of that, her mind is all over the place. My kinda girl.

Anywayz... This baked ziti is the bomb.

I'll take this one on the chin I guess. And try harder at life. Cuz it's a real drag rite now.

I hang out sometimes but it's mostly me and me. Is she the one for me? I believe so.

Meanwhile, I do have a lot of time. Then again, I have only this moment. Simple.

:::FLASHBACK::::
I remember when I used to write stories that were medleys of band names and song titles... They were pretty cute.

Great song...A moment to myself... The lyrics are occasionally my mantra...



I bitch alot. Sometimes about nothing. Sometimes about everything. That don't mean I dont realize wat i got and wat i could lose. God is watching and sooner or later...he'll show up. And soooo...



The lyrics are kickass. No doubt. I'm in the process of cleaning up. So...

Peace...