Hardy Har-Har

I had so many thoughts running through my puney brain a few minutes ago while i was in the bog taking a leak. They all evaporated somehow. What was i thinking back there? Damnit.

Eeeeee its all coming back to me. Seeing as i had a fight with dear old mom last night and im in no mood for another fit of screeching, kicking, biting, slapping and the inevitable lecture, im stuck at home yet again facing this damned screen with nothing to do but blab. Blab on end.

Why do i occupy and concern my mind with trivial things? Why do i get on the verge of a nervous breakdown when i talk to someone who was supposed to call me last night but for some reason they couldnt? Why why why why?

Why do i run around after people who treat me like trash? Why do i still run after them even when i know that they think of me that way?

Why do i treat people who like me like they were 3 day old used diapers covered in green baby diarrhea? Karma? I dont believe in that bogus.

Do i have a bitchy attitude? I didnt think so either.

Does it make sense that the person you loved so much a year ago, if a second went by and they didnt call you, you'd be worried sick to your stomach, but now when you see an sms from them you roll your eyes and burp the stinkiest, loudest, juiciest burp you can muster?

I told you its trivial. I dont appreciate the sarcastic look on your face.