You Have Made That A Possibility

We can take that step to see,
if this is really gonna be..

Floetry = amazinggg.
I never get sick of this song.

I cannot believe I'm blogging based on the last tweet I made, but I am!
"Trust me, it's not gonna happen." I realized that this applies to SO many people in my life right now. It's crazy. These people will now be addressed:

--Trust me, it's not gonna happen. WE are not gonna happen. You're so many things, but you're not that for me, and I'm not that for you, even though you think I am. Keep it simple as it should be.

--I'm very much in control of my emotions at this point in my life. I like us just where we are. Trust me, it's not gonna happen. Feelings aren't gonna happen, hope isn't gonna happen. It's perfection right now.

--I will never, ever be what you want. I'll never be good enough for you. I'll never be you. Trust me, it's not gonna happen.

--You are a sick person. You are sick. The fact that people put up with you is crazy. The fact that people forgive you, is insane! I know what you did, I know you tried to ruin something. So being your friend, and being cool with you? Trust me, it's not gonna happen.

--I don't understand you anymore. I don't think I ever will again. Hold on to a relationship that isn't worth holding on to? Trust me, it's not gonna happen.

--I'm so glad we're tighter than ever. Let you go? Trust me, it's not gonna happen.

--You call that an apology? Because as I recall I was NOT in the wrong. You fucked up YOUR weekend, not me. So accepting your half-assed, self-righteous apology? Trust me, it's not gonna happen.

All because of a simple tweet.

This blog will mainly be composed of me complaining about it not being summer yet. I miss everyoneeee. Coming home Easter weekend and hanging with everyone was such a TEASE. And my good stuff is too far away dammit. TOO FAR. I wanna be home. Now.


All you gotta do is say yes,
don't deny what you feel,
let me undress you baby..