dear cheerleader of foolishness diary,
finally, words that perfectly describe myself. i am happiest when i'm laughing. i think most people prolly are, but i am even happy when you're laughing at me. and i don't even give two shits if i understand why you're laughing- i might figure it out later. i don't like watching stand up comedy on tv. it pisses me the fuck off. i'd say on a slow night about thirty percent of my material will float up in some way or another and it hurts as a writer- to see any part of something you've written appear in another performers set. omg. pour salt down my bleeding neck. i realize there are only so many words in our written language, but the shit that happens to me- only happens to me and if the same things have happened to you- well- we need to bond. for real.
finally, words that perfectly describe myself. i am happiest when i'm laughing. i think most people prolly are, but i am even happy when you're laughing at me. and i don't even give two shits if i understand why you're laughing- i might figure it out later. i don't like watching stand up comedy on tv. it pisses me the fuck off. i'd say on a slow night about thirty percent of my material will float up in some way or another and it hurts as a writer- to see any part of something you've written appear in another performers set. omg. pour salt down my bleeding neck. i realize there are only so many words in our written language, but the shit that happens to me- only happens to me and if the same things have happened to you- well- we need to bond. for real.