i’m waiting for you to come on skype because my phone is all the way in the kitchen and i just worked for 7 hours and my feet hurt and i already walked all the way from the kitchen to the bedroom and i don’t wanna walk back. so come on skype. goddamn. fuck, i’m gonna have to get up out of bed and text you aren’t i?
also, my car? its bomb. except for the fact that it doesn’t actually go in park all the way, and therefore you can’t take the key out of the ignition. so anyone could just jack my car. NO ONE BETTER NOT STEAL IT. Did that sentence even make sense? I don’t care, i’m too lazy to go fix it because i just worked for 7 hours and my feet hurt and i already typed it all the way out and i don’t wanna backspace. the moral of this story is.
i miss you.
i’m lazy.
come on skype.
my gym has dance dance revolution. i will come back and be like an asian ninja dance dance revolution dancer.