ramble rambo.

my brain operates in two languages; english and spanish.

in my head, i sound pretty sexy thinking spanish thoughts.

seriously, ive lost it. and i embrace it.

trying to learn and memorize and UNDERSTAND a different language is exhausting at times.

mentally anyway.

ive got the physical part down. AYYYYY.

if i dont get something for valentines day, im wiping guatemala off the map.

hell will be raised, for sure.

and if i dont trip and fall on a weiner soon, i might spontaneously combust.

figuratively speaking, of course.

BUT SERIOUSLY.

ive come to the conclusion that everything i thought i knew about love was a lie.

some huge facade that i created in my head and that my sig other played into.

always.

fuck you guys, why didnt you smack me?

not that i wouldve listened. im so hard headed.

find me a chinese woman and some massage oils.

PLEASE. goodnight/goodmorning. xoxo.