Like the beauty of the night sky, your love was just too big to stay

I am not afraid of the demons and ghouls, the spirits and frights

Who walk through the streets and only come out at night;

Who hide in the closet or live under my bed,

But I’m terrified of the ones who run free in my head.

lol.

My mom’s doing work and doesn’t want to stay up by herself. So what am I doing? I’m watching Transformers.
What up, lol. The second one, on Blu-Ray. It’s at that scene where that ugly blonde girl is trying to get with Shia and Bumblebee is spazzing out.
Ope, Bumblebee just peed on her.
So, yeah, I’ve got a few things running through my mind.
One. Bumblebee has to be the best car on the face of the planet. Yellow Camaro, black racing stripe. Legit.
Two. Shia is freaking crazy for thinking anyone is more attractive that Megan Fox in this movie.
Three. Megan Fox is ridiculously good looking.
Four. I really don’t want to wake up for my run tomorrow.
Five. Optimus Prime is a genius.
Yeup, that’s all.

UGH

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I was gonna finally get a lot of the shit that’s up there in my head written down, but now I’m not gonna. Can’t.
Do it tomorrow, I guess.
Today was a pretty chill day.
6 am run, come back home, knock out.
Wake up, run errands. All day.
Finally get ready for the Christmas Palooza. Pop on my sweater from Express, my black Levi’s, my Supras, and headed off.
Tonight was too freaking fun. Like, hot damn. I haven’t had so much fun in a long time.
I missed Ramiro so much. Spent like a good ten minutes during dinner just having staring contests with him. Ugly faces included.
Seth and I are gonna along now, I can feel it. We’ve got a lot more in common than we realized. I’m not sure what stopped us from being friends, but it’s gone now. Hooray. Deff excited.
Lexi and I chit chatted, shared a bunch of laughs. It was good seeing her, and she seems so happy now. I’m happy for her. Good people deserve good things.
Bryan and I used to ball together. Throwback; it was fantastic to remember there was a time when I was good at sports.
Shylo and I always seem to have this thing. It’s impossible to explain, but basically, in a nutshell, it’s this: we can go six months without seeing each other, nine weeks without talking, thirty nine days without hearing each other’s voice…but the second we see each other everything’s natural. We’re super relaxed with each other now. I enjoy it. I’ll never get tired of her company. And the uniqueness of our friendship is coveted by many. Trust me, I know.
Hillary Sujo, party planner extraordinaire. I love being friends with that girl. Long story short, she’s my Rabbit.
On the whole, fantastic night.
Got me thinking a lot, to be honest. It just stirred the pot and started the thoughts in my head to a full on boil.
We’ll see where this goes.
But now, this. Ugh. People should really think about the repercussions of their actions. YOLO, huh? Yeah, you only live once. That much is true.
But don’t go with the mentality of “Fuck it, I’m young.” That doesn’t work.
That’s not how life works. That’s not what YOLO is, either. I personally don’t believe in YOLO and I don’t listen to Drake. I’m not hating, I just have a different interpretation of how you should only live your one time.
Think about what you want.
What you really, truly want.
The thing you’d kill to have, to hold, to love.
The thing that you’d give your very soul for.
And then do everything in your power to have it, hold it, and love it.
It. Them. Him. Her.
Whatever blank you need to fill, let it be filled.
Do what you feel, not what you think. Follow your dreams; there’s a reason we have them at night. It’s so we know what to do during the daytime.
A lot of things became clear tonight.
What I want, what I don’t want.
More shit added to the pot, and the heat got turned up.
I missed my friends, a hell of a lot.
Definitely the highlight of Winter Break so far.
Anyways, 5 am run tomorrow. Err, today. Plenty of thoughts in my head, so that’ll be good for my run.
Closing thought.
Good people deserve good things.
I think, hope, and pray that I’m a good person.
Let’s see what happens.