Pants

weekend was nice.
things are weird.
tomorrow might make me smile.
people are dicks.
people are sweet.
i want sweet.
i don't understand sports radio shows.
i have hours of sleep to catch up on.
jean tweets too much.
i don't really know her.
i'm deleting people on twitter.
need a new book to read.
olafur arnalds is a beautiful composer.
the moon tonight swept me off my feet.
i realized my hate for the word delicious.
i'm getting sick of the word pants, wouldn't have called it right?
being brunette is lovely.
i'm so frustrated.
in all sorts of frustrating ways.
this is obnoxious.
maybe i forgot how to blog.
maybe..
i...


fuck