From nonstop tears to the overwhelming sensation of laughter and giddiness...
Talking Talking Talking throughout the day. You peer back with a cock-eyed stare. Am I making sense? I am to me. I don't care...the thoughts? I can't keep them in my head.
The thoughts are racing racing racing and I'm driving down the highway. I throw my head back while going 90 and belt out the loudest laugh I've ever heard.
Oh yeah, the radio. It's on. Who fucking cares what's playing, I'm singing it bitches. And when we come to a stoplight? You'll need to pay me for the entertainment I'm about to provide to you.
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Don't you...Forget about me...Don't Don't Don't Don't... I sing. Not well but I sing.
Pulling into the driveway...I made it, but I didn't get the shot. There's always tomorrow.
Cake! I'll bake a cake! Fucker got stuck in the pan but it's cake nonetheless. A little cool whip will cover that shit up.
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Scream Scream Scream.
Yell Yell Yell.
There's beer in the refrigerator. It'll make it all better. Yep, it will. Beer. The drinkable appetizer.
Eat Eat Eat.
Nom Nom Nom.
Clean up, clean up, everybody do your share! Again with the singing.
What? It's time for Phineas and Ferb? Oooooooh yeah!
It's after midnight, aren't you tired? Tired? Me...tired? I could stay awake for DAYS.
I lie down anyway trying to calm the never-ending story playing over and over again in my mind. Eventually, sleep comes and the day has ended, but not before hoping-wishing-begging for this feeling to stick around for tomorrow.
What? Call my doctor?
Shut up. Please, just allow me to enjoy this for a little while. Eventually it's going to go away and the darkness will fall once again. I don't need that anytime soon. So for now? I'm eating skittles bitches. Taste the fucking rainbow!