Blue ticket

The blue ticket I got was: Long Bridge

When the bridge is long keep walking. Things will get better in the end. Sometimes you have to experience the bad in order to have good come in your life. You have to just work through it and hope for the best. When you think your job sucks, just think again. You could be a garbage dump operator. (No offense) Or you could be working for honey bucket. If that vacuum comes undone you will get crap all over you.

How to:

How to not write a how to:

1. Don't think about it just do it.
2. Don't even bother to research. It doesn't matter if you do.
3. Just wing it. No one will care either way
4. Break your keyboard and mouse.
5. Then destroy your computer with fire
6. Don't you even dare even have a desire to write a how to because it will not happen.

That is how to not write a how to

Blackout

It's inevitable that good comes on goodbye

After the cluster of handshakes the love was different now. 

Despite pop hooks a playful, perhaps emboldened horn-flavored swan

The best song ever doesn't stop here. 

Dear Carolina Liar,

I am privileged to get your name. I love all of your posts and can relate to all of them. I can't believe how much in common we have together. I can't really handle parties either. But mostly I can't stand dances. I will go to be with friends but I hate just standing there awkwardly in a hot room with a bunch of guys just there to pick up on chicks. I love your post A re-introduction most. I love how truthful you are in this post. Here is the post.

A re-introduction

I'm 17 years old and I actually kinda like high school.

I'm 17 years old and I couldn't name more than 5 people "friends".

I'm 17 years old and I have watch more chic flicks than your average cat lady.

I'm 17 years old and I drink skim milk occasionally.

I'm 17 years old and I've barely realized how I need a kitten.

I'm 17 years old and I own 27 pairs of shoes but I rotate through 3.

I'm 17 years old and I lose my chapstick daily.

I'm 17 years old and I'm terrified of grasshoppers.

I'm 17 years old and don't like it when people know my middle name.

I'm 17 years old and I prefer read-a-thons over parties. 

I'm 17 years old and I have no idea where I want to go to college.

I'm 17 years old and I have too many fears to count so I'll just avoid them.

I'm 17 years old and none of this matters anyways.