I now have twenty-two followers
On my new Tumblr
And I probably have diabetes
At least I know I don’t have melanoma
According to my new, hot doctor
How much disappointment
Can she swallow?
Shut up and don’t wallow
Dammit, she hasn’t texted me back
At least not yet
She must be busy
All this porn is making me dizzy
Horny as hell
And it’s freaking Christmas morning
My grandpa is sexting me
-I mean texting me
From across the room
I think her and I belong together
Like peanut butter and jelly
In her Facebook pictures, she looks so sexy…
Santa brought me naughty panties
Never mind this
Reblog the pornographic gifs
I’m so sick of this piece of shit
Wow, those are big tits
I feel like reminiscing a bit…
No, bad idea
Anyway, I’m over it
Discarded like trash
I’m used to it
Dammit, she still hasn’t texted me back
I’m selling my soul again
Downloaded a new app
Fuck this, I’m taking a nap
Blast my ears with this techno crap
Until this fucking holiday break is over
© 2013 VicRomero
Today has been too good of a day.
I didn’t have to see the girl I crush on at work. Although I worked alongside the girl that I am jealous of, it wasn’t a big deal. I was too busy working to socialize.
My boss, whom I’m not very fond of, gave me a lunch break. I usually never get a break during my Sunday shift. And he even paid for my meal. That rocked. He was being weirdly nice.
Then I left work when I was supposed to. That never happens. I got about seven bucks in tips. It was good.
When I got home I ate and watched an episode of The L Word. It’s really great. Kinda dark and serious…can’t watch that many episodes at once.
After that I watched three episodes of Gilmore Girls with my sister, and now I’m moping. While scrolling through my Dashboard. (That’s a Tumblr term…I’m a Tumblr girl now).
Had a snow day today….which was really nice. I made a Tumblr! I’m kinda addicted because there are tons of beautiful babes on there…and Fall Out Boy. I love Fall Out Boy.
While I was reblogging pics of hot chicks and feminist stuff, I was also bumming out on the couch with my sister watching shitty television and snacking.
I have been trying to come out to my sister for awhile now…I came really close to telling her yesterday. And then again today. I would be like: hey, Alex (that’s her name) I want to talk to you about something…
Then she would reply like: about what? are you okay? you’re making me nervous.
Because she was nervous, I would feel nervous so then I would say: is Erik coming for Christmas?
Blah. It’s so depressing.
My friend from a writing app that I used to use suggested that I write down what I want to say and just give the note to her. I associate notes with bad news and I also find notes to be rather lame…but seeing as that words fail me, I think it’s the best way to go.