I’m just writing down the stuff that I need to do. These are just some of my thoughts no big deal.

I’m very lucky I have great friends and family.

I have the best dad ever although he can be annoying sometimes.

I wish Brandee would have told me the truth about how she’s in a relationship instead of saying that she’s busy.

I like people telling me the truth instead of lying to me and me finding out on Facebook later.

She never even gave me a chance, how could you not at least give someone a chance?

But oh well what’s done with is done with.

But I guess that’s the way life goes a bunch of fucking lies.

Why can’t people just be honest with other people?

I know why because people don’t want to hurt other people’s feelings but it’s too late my feelings are already hurt.

But feelings ain’t nothing but a sense I’ll get over them quickly.

The only time I lie is when I know I’m about to get in trouble and by the way I’m not a very good liar.

I just don’t want people knowing my business.

So why do I write it down on a piece of paper and than post it to the internet?

That’s because sometimes I say stuff without thinking about what I’m fixing to say, kinda like how a Republican does.

Except for the fact that I don’t say it to your face, I say it behind your back!

I guess you can call me a backstabber.

I shouldn’t say I want some pussy because I don’t want women thinking I’m a pervert because I’m not a pervert.

I’m just the typical man but these days you have to be better than the average man.

All you have to do is keep living life.

Things might look up for you someday.

When you’re bored find something to do that’s kinda why I write these shitty ass journals.

I shouldn’t worry about these women that just want to party all of the time.

I really wanted to meet Brandee but she found a man, I’m proud of her, I just really hope he’s good to her and her little daughter.

I’m not really good at explaining myself in person.

I like Kim because I and her pretty much think the same.

I just hope she doesn’t turn me down like all them other girls turn me down.

I wish I was to inherit a fortune.

I just have to make more money I’m sick of being broke all of the time.

I have to stop being such a pussy.

I need to go see how much that metal thing is worth in the back of my truck today.

I also need to go see Matt this weekend.

I also need to see my cousins.

Where could I move where I would just be by myself?

Why ain’t Carrie calling me?

I don’t know why I want her to call me she never talks about getting together or anything.

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