Borderline Moments

I’m rather tired of texting. It’s…well, my phone is slow and people don’t take hints and whatnot.

And Cody is just plain annoying sometimes. He never says much of anything in texts and he talks about boobs too much.

And I just wanna sleeeeeeeeeeeeep.

And people annoy me.

And last night, this guy I talked to like twice tried to swindle me into talking dirty with him.
Which failed hardcore. Never tell a girl you want her, and then when she asks “why” say because you love her. Because you don’t, fuckhead.

And Amanda is asking me to hang out this weekend. I don’t want to. I really don’t want to. I just wanna stay home.

I colored some more. It’s pretty. I should share.
I will, I think.

The holes for the paper should be on the right, sorry I didn’t turn it first.

And in texting, I know I have to use “:P”s so people won’t ask questions I don’t want to explain, but honestly, I don’t feel like it. I don’t feel witty, I don’t feel funny, I don’t like doing whatever it is you’re wanting me to do.

Just…here we are again.
I just want a blanket and a good movie or a comic book and read and then sleep.
Ja.