I'm shy. Seriously. Shy beyond reason. Deal only with one on one, if then.
I like hiding behind big sunglasses, away messages, masks, facades of sorts. So this blog therefore baffles me.
(new sunglasses, by the way. fun to wear at night.)
Considering quitting the blogging occupation. I hate talking about myself, saying "I" all the time is making me uncannily self conscious.
You know what sucks though? Private numbers. I hate missing calls from "private" numbers, because then I don't know who it is and I can't return the call... especially if I'm waiting for calls or whatnot. Drives a brain crazy.
You say we were an accident, well with accidents you never know what could have been
So we were an accident.. you'll always be my favorite one
I need to go to a bigger school. Really really really.
Sorry for whining. I swear I'll be interesting sometime. And go an entire entry without mentioning myself. That would rock.
How are you?
Willis Allen Ramsey is incredible... especially angel eyes. that song. wow.
ac
