Had to do a Lisa type opening on this one, I really wanted to stare at...Mustache.
I don't know about you guys but I feel like I have been a horrible person as of late. I cant exactly explain why, maybe the day-to-day abuse by C-N-O, or the futile efforts to regain some respect.
Hey! My parents are pressuring me to say this at least once, VOTE FOR CHARLES POND. I got to vote today for the first time...for my father. Not something you brag to your children about. If you find your way to Clearbrook between 7am and 7pm please vote for my dad, so far in the 5 days of voting only 30 people have voted, we need your vote. There! You happy dad!?!
I really want to hook Kyle up with BM now, at first it was a joke, but that would be awesome. They get married and foster 2 mixed breed abominations, whose only skills are to paint and draw. Did I mention they're mute? Kyle tried to feed them paint, and it worked for a while, in fact it gave them superpowers, but it turned their voice boxes to saw dust. The first child's name is "Kyle the second", and the second, a daughter, her name is "Sylvia". Wow that is a beautiful name, her nick name could be c.c. (see see) because Sylvia sounds like it starts with a C and Kyle's last name starts with a C, damn I'm good, that's nice, your welcome Kyle. The family lives in Montana, where BM sells most of her work, and Kyle makes movies...with us. This whole story we created turns into this giant deal and we stay friends forever. In my dreams.
I'm having mixed feelings about Jason right now. I don't know weather to dig into his soul, or stay in a blissful unawareness of the labyrinth that is his mind.
2 of my 3 sisters have become sick. I say its the hog-itis (swine flu). The sickness has taken different forms in each sister, the older one has a severe case of body paralysis, and the younger is a puke machine, GREAT!!! I dont worry though, I most likely will not receive the sickness, I take a multi-vitamin and am in the best health of my life...unless I start to get more active, then I will become better.
I think when BEDA is over I might only post once every two days, sorry. I feel like this blog has just become a dumping ground for everyone's emotional distress. I dont want everyone to know the inner workings of my mind. I'm not opposed to people spilling their guts on a blog, I mean its better than talking yourself. I like how we dont talk about the problems we each face outside of the blogs though. Nobody wants to remember the sad points of a friendship, or ruin a relationship with idiotic guestures of sympathy. People want whats best for themselves above everything else, and then the people they care about the most.
beautiful things are the things that do not concern us
-Taylor
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