Springbonjo

Stolen from her.

My ex is just another boy I regretted going steady with and never loved.

Maybe I should cut my hair.

I love starbucks espresso frap light. It’s easier to love something you know money can buy.

I don’t understand why good people don’t get good karma right away.

I lose sight of my long term goals in exchange for impulses and rash decisions.

People say I’m happy-go-lucky- right?

Love is selfish. Forget about it being selfless, patient and kind. You think you would love God if you were poor, ugly, fat, stupid and fucked up? Job got pissed too okay.

Somewhere, someone is loving me for who I am. He’s God.

I will always be in wanderlust.

Forever is so bastardised.

I never want to see you you you you you again. Bye.

I think the current US President should learn from Abe to be a better one.

When I wake up in the morning I still hope for a msg from Perfect One everyday.

My past is better left buried.

I get annoyed when people assume things about me and talk behind my back. It’s a surefire way to piss me off.

Parties are for little kids who can’t fuck and losers who wana fuck. No one parties here. Everyone clubs. And clubs. And club somemore.

My dog is Rocky.

My cat is dead, in kitty heaven.

Kisses are the best when it’s from the one you lust and love.

Tomorrow will be better, because if it ain’t, then there’s still another better one after the next.

I really want to bitchslap some people.

I have low tolerance for people who think they know everything, are insensitive when they’re stupid by making their own impaired judgements and in denial.

You can tell I’m so not postive right now. Blame it on tomato soup.