( 7:24 AM ) shut up christine
i don't want to fight with you anymore
i really hate how I let things bother me, i'm so sensitive (but in my defense I'm a Cancer.. it's my nature)
and once again i spent most of the night staring at my ceiling.
but today, driving home on the 605N i had a freakin epiphany when I passed the Hawaiian Gardens Casino...
WHAT IS THE POINT?
what is the point? what is the point? what is the point what.is.the.point??
why am i bitter about something i don't want anymore? why am i hurt, why do i care about something you did in the past or about something you say to me now, when it doesn't matter anymore?
it doesn't matter anymore.
so you can do your thing
i aint mad atcha (i always wanted to say that! yeahh)
and i won't fight with you anymore.
in other news
my wisdom teeth are growing in so my other teeth have been moving around a bit
and when i bite down it feels like one of my two front teeth has shifted ever-so-slightly forward from the rest of the pack
and i'm paranoid and having nightmares that my little snaggletoof will turn black
man, these are the things that matter :)
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