Facebook ads

The facebook "break up advice" ad glares up in my face. I'm
not sure if they are looking for a laugh or if
they are serious about advertising the "hey douche! congrats
on fuckin up your relationship" message it sends across. At
first I laugh at this, have to remember to mention it to
someone later or make a doodle of it in class. Then it makes
me sort of sad. Who would be this desperate? Seek help
online... i just had to complain about it electronically.

But i guess the question i should be asking is why do
relationships suck? or why do bf's blow?

After our shits and giggles ma boo wanted to sign off aim,
which of course I understand as my cue :

Beatriz Ruano: go to bed then
Beatriz Ruano: your free!
thenewlordbyron: free?
thenewlordbyron: stop making me feel guilty
thenewlordbyron: i hate that feeling
Beatriz Ruano: alright sorry
Beatriz Ruano: its fine byron i understand
Beatriz Ruano: ur done w/ bf obligations
thenewlordbyron: NO
thenewlordbyron: its not that
thenewlordbyron: god
thenewlordbyron: forget it
thenewlordbyron: im the worlds worst person ever i get it
thenewlordbyron: woohoo
thenewlordbyron: dont date me then if thats how u fel
thenewlordbyron: gnight


i wouldn't date you sure plum, but not only are u the coolest
person I know, I would never want to have to be in the
position to use a facebook ad.

I need a can of gas

I need a can of gas says the tv
my sleeves are so itchy, and i feel bored and happy. Sitting in my room after three months of living in the siberia of san francisco makes home feel strange, and sorta of meningless. There is nothing for me to do here. My parents are at work, my brother at school, and i'm sitting in my room watching t.v. and not really sure if i should be working on homework or calling someone, making plans for later this week. The home of my memories was me stretching thin, trying to find time to do all my school work, while handling a job, seeing friends almost every night, hanging out w/ my cousins, and doing a bajillion activities. It feels tho, that i came back to find my old life has abandoned me, everyone is just as busy as before, my parents with hundreds of things to do, my friends still as school, my cousins with families of their own, and me sorta confused as to where i had fit in to this whole mess. Not that I didn't expect for life to go on with out me around, or for everyone to stop and take notice of me, but I guess I just thought that when I came home I'd feel like it was home, not like an outsider looking in.

Life on mars

I can't stop chewing on the end of my shoestring laces and i swear its driving me mad.

I love my best friend, hes the sweetest boy i know and its funny when hes horny.