Why My Friends Are Cool...
- We've come to the understanding that he wants me, but that I don't want him, and he's perfectly okay with it and DOESN'T ACT ALL WEIRD
- He knows exactly what I'm talking about when we're listening to Dylan
- "The plastic people took all the coffee slugs"
- He thinks my eyes are green
- They tell me that I'm worth more than $480/month antidepressants (unfortuneately, he refused to purchase me for the discount price of $400/month)
- They think that COOKIES are too spicy (ginger snaps)
- They try to "shoo" my stupid thoughts
- Can't get through 5 seconds of conversation without insulting each other
- Calls me a brat (but only when he does it)
- Calls me a heartless bitch (can't get enough of that)
- They're riddled with insecurities, overcompensated with arrogance, bitchiness, and self-praise
- Dude squeals like a little girl when I poke him (so incredibly adorable)
- They say stuff like:
- s p a z matik: you're such a bitch
- s p a z matik: (did you lke that?)
- Hamhocks and pinto beans
- They let me poke and prod them
- They'll still love me even after I'm mean to them and become a stump (or, at least they'll say shit like that)
- They turn bright and painfully red after an hour in the sun
- Dude has a mutant penis
- They make me human
- I can trust them
- They love me
- They have a "fuck society" attitude
- They explore with me
- They make the stupid thoughts in my head that tell me that life is empty and meaningless go away (or, maybe they just give meaning in my life)
- They let me inside their heads
- I can say anything in front of them
- I can do anything in front of them
- Dude will eat anything (so I don't have to)
- They fuck up my sleeping schedule
- I can talk to them for 6 hours straight
- I make inhuman sounds and Dude knows exactly what I'm trying to say
- I can say stuff like, "I'm used to you looking a lot better" when Girl wears a hideous shirt, and she takes it as a compliment.
- Dude comes into my house when I'm not home. Dismisses my mom, who let him in. Sits down, turns on the T.V., and waits for me to come home.
- If anyone ever asked, we said that the basis of our friendship was that she has a car, and I have cable.
Why I Like Guy
- He calls me a goofball
- He's totally a lion
- He goes crazy and screams when I act even a little bit weird and has to know exactly what's going on
- He lets me hit him when he's being a dork/asshole, which is all the time
- He laughs everytime I say, "I love you, asshole"
- Dude, I just love him and he's great
- He always makes me feel a LOT better about things that make me feel shitty
- It's really fun talking about our life together
- He made me like myself again (let's not exaggerate this one too much because I still am fucked up and depressed, but I've felt pretty shitty about myself since at least the 5th grade)
- He says that I'm a lot better than he'll ever need so, when we break up, it shouldn't be hard to find someone that'll be adequate since I can already stand him
- Stupid shit like going to see a movie is a lot more fun than it should be
- He pretty much got me over the biggest hang-up I have about myself which makes me hate myself and beat myself up and makes me isolate myself from everyone I love because I don't think I deserve it and will just end up hurting everyone I care about
- I actually like it when he says my name
- He's always fun to be around
- He forces me to tell him why I feel shitty, so I can't just get all depressed for no reason. Then he makes what's bothering me better
- He makes me happy
- He dared me to find someone better for him than me and said it might be really good for me, because I'd find out just how great I am
- He makes me get off my stupid ass and be active
- He makes me more social
- He makes me more talkative
- He makes fun of me...a lot
- Not only does he think I'm stupid for all of the depressive mindwork I do to myself, but he's incredibly good at making me look stupid for it. Basically, he makes way too much sense for even my depressiveness.
- He somehow snaps me out of my depressive head and makes me feel like it's possible for me to be happy and that maybe I kind of might deserve it
- He's almost able to convince me that I'm not completely shitty and that I might actually be okay in some respects
- He's a sex machine, and god so sexy
- He knows how to have his way with women
- He wrestles me down until I succumb
- He makes me feel sexy, as in, even sexier which is very hard because I already think I'm so damn sexy
- I'm not (as) afraid of loving him or him loving me
Why I'm Cool...
- I'm a total nerd
- I'm all about the keyboard commands
- I use notepad to html
- I'm a chick who knows computers
- I have a kickass job
- I'm vulgar
- I cuss
- I'm non-judgmental
- I'm totally in love with myself
- I like my body
- I'm blunt
- I'm an arrogant ass
- I (for the most part) don't give a shit about what people think about me/what I do
- I'm funny, dammit
- I'm a total asshole
- My intentions are rarely mean
- It takes very little to make me scream at you
- I rarely get truly angry
- My annoyance is scarier than anger
- I have an annoying voice that no one can forget
- I look all innocent
- I'm not.
- I'm little, but I can KICK YOUR ASS
- I'm playful
- I have an amazing talent for tickling people
- I'm a total guy
- I'm happy (most of the time)
- I have good taste in women
- I have no self-control over what I say
- I know how to analyze people's psyches
- I'm over-rational (most of the time)
- I know guys really, really well
- I'm a good friend (as long as you don't mind that I'm an asshole)
- I'm rude as fuck
- Nothing shames me
- I have like no tanlines
- I have a southern accent
- I can stand a little pain
- I hate T.V.
- I hate consumerism
- I'm a self-righteous bastard
- I think I know everything
- I'm so clueless about certain things
- I can admit my faults
- I like my faults
- I'm obnoxious
- I'm insulting
- I'm unforgiving
- I can get people to do incredibly embarrassing stuff
- I can get people to tell me really embarassing things about themselves
- I have evil powers
- I have no desire to use my evil powers for evil
- I like Bob Dylan
- I don't get PMS
- I can take care of myself
- I can talk about controversial stuff like I talk about the weather
- I'm a crossword puzzle maven
- I crack up at myself
- I can get almost anything for free
- I don't wear make-up
- I have no concept of social rules
Come back to me