why doesn't the cable work? i'm about to lose my mind. ain't nobody got time for that.
i did something that is selfish but kind of funny.
i bought two bags of chips, one lemon lime lay's and one takis. i put the bag of takis in a black bag and hid it behind the tv. i did this so that i didn't have to share the takis ever. only takis for me. is this mean?
why does living in america make you so paranoid in life? news reports about every microscopic thing giving you cancer and gas prices rising and lady kidnapped, raped, killed? why do we hear these stories and assume it will happen to us because it happened to them? why do we fear so much?
i want the cable to work but it's taking it's sweet ol' time. acting like aunt jemima in the hood. looking like, a peanut butter and celery fan.
eating takis is like an explosion of flavor. my taste buds are committing suicide because they can't handle it. going to wash it all down with some stone IPA, do they have that in spain?
i can see old and younger versions of myself at the same time. want to say i love the present though. the present is like that awkward stage where you're growing and evolving and are learning about yourself as a human. sounds are so much louder and amplified. my brain is a pair of beats by dre. do they have those in spain?
want to have lunch with mila kunis and admire her large eyes. want to talk about video games and compare relationships and laugh at all the things we have in common.want to introduce her to takis and have her fall in love with her new favorite snack.
not sure why typing yet not stopping to continue
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