have you ever smelled someone's breath so stank it made you wanna kick their ass? oh. my gawd. like, how do you not smell your own breath when it's stanky like that? i mean you gotta taste that shit marinating on your taste buds.

anyhoos, it's 10 something in the pm. ava's in one of her moods where she's sleepy as fuck but refuses to go to sleep and cries every two seconds. fortunately me for me, she wants nothing to do with me right now, so daddy gets to deal with the fussybutt.

ugh. i have a mosquito bite on my ass and it itches so badly.

watching the news makes me really sad. there's rarely anything uplifting and/or enlightening reported; it's always negative. it's moments like these that i really miss my little brother....not what he's become, but the person i've known and loved most of my life. he's the person that will call me or shoot me a text message telling me the most random, funniest story and we'll just laugh until we forget what the hell we were laughing about. and his smile. so big and bright. you can literally hear him smile when he's talking. he's always been such a happy person. even through the worst of times, he's always been the person i could go to for some instant cheering up. maybe that's why i'm having such a hard time understanding this whole mess, because it all really did happen over night for me. one day he's this radiant and charming being....... so full of life..... and the next day the polar opposite. a complete stranger.
--i refused to spellcheck @ 10:29 PM | |