Lonely

Well, it's been a while since I wrote anything, so I figured I should write something.

So here we go;

I want to ride the wind with Bret Michaels. If it's possible, I want to touch the midnight sun, too. Though my mama don't dance and my daddy don't rock n' roll, I am still going to let it play. We will be tearin' down the walls as Bret talks dirty to me, come hell or high water. We're both fallen angels but life goes on, and we don't want nothin' but a good time, so Bret, open up and say Aaah!

:D There. Is that okay for You?

Okay, let's get more serious.

I'm bored as hell, at home, downstairs, with my computer, listening to some Glam, writing this entry, wondering what to do next, and wondering if I should make myself toast or not.

I ate a whole lotta tic-tacs today(four packs...) and feel AWESOME. Lololol is there such thing as 'tic-tac overdose'?

I might try and write a song or something... I'll go onto a chat and talk with some people because I'm just so lonely.
..of course Bret is always here for me(;)) buuut yeaaah. ;D

\shotdead