Its not your fault that I cant trust
Its in my past, its in my path and I can't go there
Making a mess out of this game
To see it all go up in flames
So tired of being ruthless and wreckless
(Time To Be Your 21 by Alexz Johnson)
I feel like i'm the last one who has decided to make my titles song lyrics. I never really caught the memo. I also post lyrics of songs most people have never heard of. I guess it's just what I do. I have to make things complicated.
I think Rhianne's mad at me (Yes, Rhianne you're probably the only one reading this so I don't know why I'm speaking like about you in third person). She's never just STOPPED talking to me. She has avoided talking but never just stopped. It's probably about the whole mall thing. I'd be pissed, too. I can't take it back though so there is no use being mad at me for forever. I don't even know if she's mad at me anymore. I know she WAS, but I don't know if she IS. I'M SORRY! (Wow, Rhianne! You got a whole paragraph!)
My cat is potato crazy. She likes potatoes, A LOT. Last night I she got up on our table and started playing with a potato. That's cool, I guess.
My travel softball coach is pissing a bunch of people off. I don't really wanna go into it though. I'll just leave it at that.
I've been going kitty catching lately. We had about seven kitties out in our yard and I went out with my gloves and caught five of them. They're really pretty.
I think I have blogger ADD. I jump around from subject to subject. Hope no one minds.
X.x peace (\/)
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