Oh Dear God, you're beautiful.

Monday, December 15, 2008

a wise friend once told me.

i feel like a third wheel

like i'm not deep or intelligent enough for this little group

i'm just a puppy tagging along


you are fine!

you are fine!

you are wonderful!

you are irreplaceable



i

don't

feel

like

it

i feel so fucking generic

with every awkward silence comes more "i could be talking to someone way more interesting right now"

I AM NOT INTERESTING. i have nothing to talk about

ever!

besides myself

end of story.

end of story.

FUCK YOU OLIVIA GAITAN. THAT IS ALL I HAVE TO SAY. FUCK YOU.



I AM MOTHERFUCKING IMPLODING RIGHT NOW



I would be kind and sweet and gentle but right now I just have to open the fucking can of fucking whupass.



THAT IS JUST WHAT I FUCKING NEED

unleash



Snap the fuck out of it, immediately.

I don't want to hear any of this "I am not worthy" bullshit.

Ever.

So you need to snap the fuck out of it, and realize that we love you and would never ever want to replace you or get rid of you. We'd be up the fucking river without a paddle if not for you.

We'd be in bed fucking Brad Pitt without a condom if not for you.

WE FUCKING NEED YOU.

We love you.


Thank you for telling me when to stop.

3 comments:

Mykaila said...

Anytime, babe.
The thing is, I don't remember saying the thing about Brad Pitt... I'm sure I did, but wow.

I have problems.

Olivia said...

I remember it didn't make any sense but it sounded nasty.

Morgan said...

As usual you never cease to amaze me

love you!