liars and liars

i feel bad.

i'll probably feel better in 3 hours.

my life doesn't seem meaningful. i mean, what the hell am i doing with myself?

sometimes i write stuff that's shitty and put it on the internet for people to read.

it's not very fulfilling because no one reads it.

i probably need a girlfriend, but i put off like a stalker vibe or something.

that's not actually true. i have a stalker. i'm not really like her. IF YOU'RE READING THIS STALKER, STOP DOING THAT THING WHERE YOU STALK ME. YOU'RE FUGLY. you also present no challenge. i'm sorry about the fugly comment, but come on, get a life.

i just don't really like anyone enough to pursue them. maybe i have to expand my horizons interstellarly. i wish the astronauts would explore other planets so i could get a damn girlfriend.

i'd be all like, 'hi, hot girl from mars, what's the view of the sun like from where you come from?' and she probably be all, 'oh, i'm dying from your incompatible atmosphere.'

mars girls are dumb.

maybe kristen stewart would date me. probably not though. she's into vampires or something. too bad for her that they're not real. maybe she can find a vampire bat some where and try to make love to it. vampire bats are real right?

i wonder if she could make that relationship work. i doubt she has the skills. the vampire bat would be all like, 'eek, eek,' and kristen stewart would be all, ' why don't you look at me?'

i'm sorry kristen stewart, i would try and help you if i could.