Girls are retarded. It should be illegal for them to talk to each other. It would prevent so much conflict. Or better yet, girls shouldn’t be allowed to have facebooks. But then guys wouldn’t be able to lurk… So many problems.

Anyway, girls are catty and stupid. They can’t keep anything to themselves, they’re vicious and emotionally driven, and 90% of the time they are scary. I wish my girlfriend would see that and stop wasting time arguing with girls inferior to her. But it’s funny when she yells and threatens to kill everyone.

I’m glad she doesn’t put up with any shit though. One of us has to be like that. I like to think I’m the easy going, reserved type. I don’t really let shit bother me. I avoid conflict. I keep my mouth shut. It’s good because I don’t get into fights or arguments very often, unless it’s for fun on Facebook. But it’s bad because people walk over you and say stuff about you that isn’t true. And she won’t let that happen.

Kelsy is a fireball. She’s spontaneous and independent. She doesn’t take any shit and doesn’t give any fucks. That’s good, because she gets what she wants, she doesn’t let anyone put her down, and she’s really good at putting people in their place. But it’s bad because she can let it get away from her. I like to think that I keep her grounded and level headed when she needs to take a step back. At least I hope I’m succeeding in that.

Sometimes she gets away from me too, though. So I feel sorry for anyone in her way.

But hey, you shouldn’t have been standing there.

A long road before me
A satchel on my back
A long, tired journey
To an old abandoned shack

A house full of memory
Some old and some new
Perfect to remind me
Of how I spend my youth

A change is in order
A cleaning of an act
I’m starting to get older
Not sure how to react

Life starts out fun
Before you have to change
‘cause if you don’t get it done
The goal gets out of range

I guess I’m coming clean
Or trying to at least
I’m tired of this scene
In the belly of the beast

I’m sick and I’m dying
Im sure faster than you
I swear I’m not lying
I sure wish it wasn’t true

Every choice I make
Seems to bring me grief
I’m tired of mistakes
I need some pain relief

So my girl and I are gone
Can’t stop us if you try
With all of this I’m done
Forgive me if I cry

For tears of joy may fall,
Followed by a laugh
Now I must take the call
To get my life on track

My sister died of a broken heart at the age of 18. She spent the rest of her life running away from the remains.
My father died of a broken soul at the age of 36. He spent the rest of his life trying to fill the void that it left.
My mother died of a broken mind at the age of 36. She spent the rest of her life covering for her insanity.
I died of a broken spirit at the age of 11. I’m spending my life trying to rekindle it.
My baby sister was 2 that year. She’s been dying of a broken family ever since.

I have been looking forward to today all year. Call me lame, but I really do make a wish at every 11:11 I see. So I figured I could make a wish tonight and it would be extra effective. But honestly, I have nothing to wish for. I don’t have much, but I have it all.