My last blog needs total spell check.
Haha.
It's really bad.
I was trying to hurry.

I'll have to post that cunt story later.
Even Charlie said it was the best story ever.
Haha.
Sorry I can't do it now.
I'm supposed to be doing that poster thing for that dinosaur.

I hung out with you today.
It was...
Weird.
Different.
Strange.
I wish it were like this more.
I don't even know what we talked about.
I mostly remember you sitting in my lap and trying to lick my face.
0.o?
I have issues.
Maybe what we talked about wasn't important.

I need a peach pencil...
I'm not sure I have one...
Damn.
I'm screwed.

You didn't know what to say.
Today.
While I was ranting and crying.
You didn't know that you could just hug me.
Usually when I refuse,
I want you to.

I.
Nearly.
Flipped.
Today.
On you.
Yes you.
Your voice was like, killing my head.
I wanted to reach over and wring your neck.
You don't even understand.
And not you.
The one that's actually reading this.
Not you.
The other one.
The one we discussed.


Oh.
Fuck.
Project.
Bye.