Turning seventeen marked the beginning of my adult decisions, which have been nothing but stupid.
But we all know my decision making skills are not exactly fantastic....
Everyone (including Satan and Ivy's husband) make fun of the weird noises I make, I just squeak a lot and stuff.
I've never told anyone that I wake up crying sometimes, it just happens.
I've also never told anyone that I hear voices sometimes....just murmuring, mumbling, random words.....
The insurance company is asking Ivy if anyone was in the car with her when she got in her accident, I'm nervous about it.
Why do so many random phone numbers text me, I'm just like who the fuck?
Ivy's husband seems to like me better than he did before, because I like The Doors and Metallica.
Her neighbor asked us to go to the bar...
Ivy responded with, "she's underage!"
(Referring to me).
She's underage too...I'm so sick of people teasing me for how young I am....
When am I gonna stop feeling like I'm a kid?
It's my fault that all my friends are in their mid-twenties/thirties...
I think her neighbor likes me too, I got a "What's up, girl?"
Bud Light tastes like piss fyi.
Ivy thinks Fork really loves me, she's like, "You are so deep in that boy's heart and you don't even see it. I know you and I know that you don't do relationships well."
I know I can't do relationships, we've learned this a thousand times over.
But I'm smitten, infatuated, and totally just adore this guy.
He sends me pictures of what he's playing, what he's listening to, what he cooks for dinner every night...I send him pictures of my cats and random things I find cool and interesting throughout the day....
We talk every night and he's just as random and ridiculous as I am, he understands my moods and manages to fix them in a heartbeat.
I don't know if I can do this though...
It's the same way I felt when I first met Satan...that "we're young in love, let's go anywhere, this night is all that matters" kind of thing.
Except Fork is ten years older than me exactly, and we're fucking adults...we're not fifteen and this is real life.
His voice is calming to me...like I just love the sound of it...certain people, their presence is just instantly comforting to me.
He's one of those people...and I can think of a million reasons why.
I don't know...I wanted someone who's like me, I found him.
This is a mess....I don't need anyone else in love with me.
Fork and I ended up having a really serious conversation, it was kinda a buzzkill....I'm so super paranoid about shit.
He knows the Fuck Song and we sing it together (yes!)
I have the opening from Madoka Magica stuck in my head...(I'm so sad I finished Log Horizon already).
But yes...this guy that I'm seriously falling for, in the most ridiculously serious way possible.
Mister J would probably hate him, but he hates everyone.
Ivy said I get along well with her husband, I just get along well with guys in general.
Tomorrow is Ivy's going away party, so I'll write more later.
I spent the night tearing up my tights and watching Madoka Magica...("you and your anime" :p)
I'm Fork's punk rock girl and we're gonna get lots of tattoos together...I like his tattoos a lot, even though he got them for free and stuff...I like that they have meaning.
But, yeah, I think I've mastered the art of ripped tights (they look better in person).
Ivy's probably gonna be like wtf when she wakes up.
Also my cat drowned my Rainbow Dash plushie, because he's throwing temper tantrums that I'm gone.
*über pissed*
Poor Rainbow Dash :'(
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