Babyface(:

"I only think of you on two occasions. That's day and night..."
Is it weird that I love that song? Like, with practically half my heart? Actually, I think it might just be Babyface. Haha. It's just so sweet. I wish I knew people like that. Too bad I totally don't.

*spins around*
Well, it feels like Saturday, and deep down I wish it were.
I don't like this feeling.
The feeling that if Monday doesn't come soon, I'll explode.
Actually, right now, I sort of wish I WOULD explode.
Maybe Monday should hold off.

Cierra left her food here.
I bet she doesn't even know yet.

"Looking around as I'm starting to realize, I'm a pawn in your game and this is checkmate..."
I'm in love with Making April.

Wow.
I have nothing nice to say, and I'm trying to avoid the bad things.
Are the only good things I can think of about music?
That might be a problem.
Or your fault.

Wait.
Shit.
I take that back.
Or maybe I don't.

Holy fuck.
Demi Lavato?
However the hell you spell her name.
Are you serious?
Loser.

Talking to Dakota.
She makes me calm.
Unlike you people.
You people put me on edge and make me want to cry.
She's in a good mood.
I love her.
More than you actually.
And I've never met her in person.
I'm pretty sure I love most people more than you.
Wait.
That was mean again...

My speakers still don't work.
I'm going to cut a bitchhhh.
And that kid last night at youth.
The one that felt the need to stare.
Gross.
He looked like Brandon except taller with straighter hair and a normal sized nose.
Still gross though.

You're a bitch.
Bitch.
Bitch.
BitchBitchBitch.

Sorry.
That was totally called for.

JACOB AND I NEED TO RECORD OUR SONG!
"Whore.
Fucking whore.
Whore.
Fa-Fa-Fa-Fucking whore."
It's so gay.(:
But that's okay.
We'll think of more lines.

This ring would leave a nice indent on your face.
Shit.
I'm sorry. No I'm not.
It just keeps happening.
It's not my fault.
You made it so I thought, "fucking cunt" everytime I see or hear your name.

I should probably go before I say something worse.
Goodbye.