:: i thought this was gonna be a love-letter-type of journal that is written in an absolute random way :: one that is stupid but trying to show someone that, yes i want you to be mine and fuck the rest :: well yea :: it was gonna be that sort :: until i realize that i dont actually have anything to write :: i just cant show it man :: tell me how to and i'll fuckin do it :: fuckin assbag! :: im speechless, confused, and this drink is not helping at all :: what the fuck am i doing : well well well :: seems to be the typical case of "i really like you a lot, but i dont know what to do" stuff eh? :: well i actually dont know what to do :: i really wanna confess but my english sucks donkey balls :: never really paid attention when my teacher taught me all of those shakesperian love words stuff back in school :: what does that tell you? :: learn shakespeare? :: of course ... NOT! :: i just dont know how to confess thats all :: i mean :: why does she have to look dead cute :: jeans .. t-shirt .. scarf around the neck .. a pair of old school converse .. and a guitar .. im not asking for more :: id do anything :: and you know it :: i fuckin love yez to bits and pieces :: im off to bed :: i'll see you soon ::