Indifference

03-26-03

~Baby I don't mind us bein' some kinda casual thing~

The day has begun. And I haven't even slept away yesterday yet. What was the 1st thing I did today? I stole my mothers van so I could drive to the Waffle House (which is 5 seconds away) and meet up with some friends. Crazy. The things I do. I was in my pajamas and about a foot away from crawling into my bed. This was at 2AM. The phone rings. Insane. So now it's 3:15 and I'm still up. Wide awake in fact because I just had 2 cups of coffee. Nuts. My brain isn't even functioning. Or should I say, it's overfunctioning. So why am I writing an entry? Mostly out of lack for something else to do. Normal people are asleep right now. I have to pee.

~Sorry if I aint perfect. Sorry I don't give a fuck. Sorry I aint no diva. Sorry just know what I want. Sorry I'm not a virgin. Sorry I'm not a slut. I won't let you break me. Think what you want. To all my dreamers out there. I'm with you. All my underdogs, I feel you. Lift you're head up high and stay strong. Keep pushin' on.~

And I'm listening to Christina Aguilera. Okay. Actually, I love music that has good lyrical content. And almost every song on her new cd...it just fits in with what I've been going through. I still think she looks like a $2 hooker. And she's orange cause she tans too much. But that doesn't mean she's a horrible person. And if I were a guy, I'd be all about it. Anyhow (I don't know where that came from) And my delete key isn't working. What the fuck?!?! Ok, I'm thinking it's not a good time to write an entry. Cause my head is like a big cluster-fuck right now. And if I continue to type it's just going to be a page full of fucking curse words.

~Put your hands on my waistline, want your skin up against mine. Move my hips to the baseline. Let me get mine and you get yours. (but don't fall in love) Hang a please don't disturb sign. Put my back into a slow grind. Runnin' chills up and down my spine. Let me get mine and you get yours.~

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