✯Sincerely, Me✯
☯LivingWithMyself☯
I Need Music
Dear Reader,
I feel strange.
None of my friends are online, and I feel low.
I want to dance, but I broke my mp3 player the day before yesterday.
I accidentally washed it in the laundry.
I have a technology curse.
I love dancing.
I lip-sync along with the songs, and I create my own stories and music videos in my head as I dance along.
I love music, and it's hard to just sit and listen...
I need to move with it...
It's not satisfying if it's quiet,
and my laptop's volume can only go so far...
I need it to move with me,
I need it to be so loud that I can't hear the world.
I need it to envelope me, and swallow me whole.
I need to drown in it.
I want to make some gummy candy.
I have everything I need to make it.
"No. Don't drag out the mess today."
Everything I like to do is a mess according to her.
R wants to make brownies.
"Sure, but I'm not helping."
Mmmhmm.
I was just standing there talking, and then:
"I don't like your hair like that."
In my head: "Congratulations."
"She practically shaved the sides. Next time tell her not to cut it so close."
Me: "It'll grow out in 2 weeks. I like it best when it's grown out a little passed this point."
*She Doesn't Listen and Continues To Tell Me How To Wear My Hair*
I'm tired.
Sincerely,
GummyBear
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