The first decent looking person I come across who has heard of Diana Krall and has listened to her music, I promise I will immediately marry them.

Most of my thoughts during the day are:

• Everyone shut the fuck up
• No one cares
• I love food
• I’ll murder you if you don’t stop being so ignorant
• I can’t wait to go home, take off my clothes and sit on my ass watching tv

Someone be my girlfriend… or find me a girlfriend.

• Seasons come and go so quickly
• I need solitude and silence
• I wish I could fly
• Bugs are nasty
• Music helps my sanity
• It would be so easy to go insane
• It’s so hard to stay sane
• I want to fall into the water and sit there at the bottom looking up at the water ripple over me
• Sunlight, sunlight is wonderful
• When will the stars come out?
• Everything’s a metaphor
• sleepysleepysleepytime

I want to tell someone every thought I’ve had, everything I have felt, now feel, and want to feel, I want to completely expose every aspect of myself to another person. I never have and, most likely, never will. I’m honestly just scared.