September 2009
1 post
dead and gone
lol, brittany is annoying me. jeez, i hate blogging me. i never say what i want to, ‘cause.. there’s too much to say!!!! not really, but yeah. kso, i really don’t know what to blog about. my tummy hurts, britslut should get me some pepto bismo. hahahahhaa, sick. that shit never works. never. ever. ever. ever. i’m listening to down by jay sean, good song. i like it....
August 2009
1 post
Let it be..
So, it’s 1 am and Brittany is making me blog with her. It’s nearly 4 am where she lives, crazy right? You’re insane girllll. Anyway, the Beatles are stuck in my head… hence the title of this post. Yup. Hopefully what Brittany posts is better than my boring crap. I just say a bunch of random crap. Ranting on and on and on and on… not really. Gah, I wish everything...
July 2009
9 posts
10 things I hate about you
Today I’m gonna go ahead and tell you what/who I’m going to blog about. Instead of having you wondering who I’m talking about this whole time. So, I’ve been watching the show ‘10 Things I Hate About You’ lately, and I think it’s one of my favorites already. I probably know what you’re thinking, ‘Dewey watches those kind of shows?! Omg!’...
Brittany Dawson is my new favorite subject.
Well, not really. I’ve said everything that needed to be said about her already. Which I’m pretty sure is a lot. She wants me to blog about her…again. Alright, so first off, if you guys didn’t know, she’s my best friend of a year and 6 months. She’s absolutely amazing and my soon-to-be girlfriend, once I have the nerves to ask out. Soon, I’m hoping....
I laugh at how artificial you are..
Sometimes it feels like I’m not good enough for you. I try and try, but nothing seems to work. I feel so used up. Pathetic. Broken. It’s funny how you do this to me almost everyday. What did I ever do to you? Absolutely nothing, besides giving everything I had to you. Throwing away everything that meant so much to me. But you don’t seem to care at all. I feel like such a...
Her heart is breaking in front of me, she said...
This Love by Maroon 5 was stuck in my head all day. Good song, big fan. So, I wasted my evening by watching the Haunting In Connecticut. It had an interesting ending. I was sweating my ass off, thinking that it would scare the crap out of me. But it was nothing…afterwards, I decided to go for another flick, Don’t Mess With the Zohan. I swore it was hilarious, but sickening at the same...
$5 footlong
Brittany’s telling me to blog and that’s what I’m doing. I’m craving Subways. I have a headache. It’s so hot. I wonder what Brittany’s doing right now, probably having some fun with herself. Shit, I’m craving some coconut pineapple ice cream…yum. and Lucky Charms. and Brittany Dawson. I’m serious. :| I feel like shit right now. Okay, I think...
Hey Brittany, why are you messing with me? x2
So, Brittany is making blog with her tonight. And I kind of agreed to do it, but I don’t mind at all. I just want to start off by saying that I you are amazing, Brittany. You are everything that I’ve hoped for and no one is better than you. You make me feel good about myself and no one seems to get me like you do. Anyways, this afternoon was a moment that I would never take back. I...
Hey Brittany, why are you messing with me?
So, as a part of blogging every morning, Brittany told me to blog about her this morning. And that is what I will do, or she’ll..go emo. Just kidding, Brittany.
Mhm, soooo. Brittany and I have been friends since January 4, 2008. Which is a pretty long time, because her and I NEVER get along. She’s always ganging up on me, picking on me, technically bullying me most of the time. One...
I'm blank
…my mind is blank. I’m blank. I’m empty. I feel lost. Thank God I’m not thinking about you. My day would’ve been ruined with you in my head anyway. I wish to not feel the way I do right now. The feeling of desperation, temptation, and insanity. Everyone seems to be content with their lives, besides me. Although it may not appear that way. Just like you, I’m good...
Today I realized...
I’ve been doing fine without you. I don’t have to worry as much, and I’m done acting as if everything is okay.
I’ve moved on and that’s something you haved to get used to. Everyone thinks you’re the confident, strong type..but you’re not, you’re weak and you know it.
I’ve tried doing the best I can to be perfect around you, but I guess I...