I've been having insane dreams.
Anything from cheating significant others to huge houses with my boyfriend's dad.
To trying to find a private place to fallen through floors.
Last night's dreams were overly intense.
I has not been this bad in years.


The night before my dreams included all of my friends splitting in to two gangs. (West Side Story)
I got kidnapped, and later we stole sushi from the other gang.

So he is going away for two days in a week.
Then all of string break.
I am so happy he has found exactly what he wants to do in life.
But dang, I'm so attached I can't take him leaving so much.
I'm miserable as it is with his constant band practices. I'm so happy for him.
But I love having him around.
He is my male best friend, what can I say

This is exactly how it is.

We got creative.
Life's okay.
I'm not a big fan of Mafia.
Because I always win.
I like Quinton.
I have no money.
Can I borrow the Margarita?

What Am I doing?
I'm sitting here at 124 being bored.

Eating some Honey roasted Peanuts and Cranberry Pom.
Listening to Rilo Kiley.
Hearing some gross girl talk crap to me via my second story window.
I steal parking spaces. All the time
I need a shower.


So what happens when two very protective Scorpios cross over into each others grazing lands?
There is a sudden drift of tension and negativity shooting from one to the other. There might be some glaring exchanges and formations of ancient Roman rivalries.
I think this is called the formation of the universe.