Sometimes at three in the morning you do or say things you maybe shouldn't say or do. Seems I do this a lot. Sometimes the filter between my brain and my mouth —or in this case my fingers— doesn't always filter. Even tho people say it's always better to talk about your feelings, sometimes it's not. Sometimes things are better left unsaid.
I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable.
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So I got, like, 2 hours sleep last night. I've been up for almost 4 hours now. I was so completely overwhelmed last night. Too much death in the last two years. People were making shitty comments about Michael Jackson and it pissed me off. After all the amazing music he brought us and all the musicians he influenced, why ya gotta make jokes when he dies? Yeah, I'll probably laugh about them later in life and probably even tell the ones I remember. But it's not cool to say them before he's even buried, before the body is even cold. It's disrespectful. It's even kind of cruel. Especially the kind of jokes that were being made. And srsly, I love Tony to death and he's usually hilarious and I love his music old and new. But those jokes are uncalled for at this time. Give it a year or two. Let people grieve.
On to my own stupidty. I should really have it tattooed across my forehead that people should take whatever I say after ten PM with a grain of salt. My sleeping pills make me loopy and 99% of the time give me amnesia. I've eaten whole meals without knowing it. Srsly. And when I do remember things, I don't know if it was reality or a dream. It freaks me out.
So at like 2o'clock in the morning I cursed Tony out for making those jokes about MJ. Then I of course linked him to the post before this one, stating that this was the reason for being so harsh. He read it and wrote back that he didn't get how that had to do with anything. And he just didn't understand it at all. I felt like a complete idiot. But hey, it makes a ton of sense to me. Maybe we're just not on the same page. Idk.
Now I'm going, Shit I cursed out Tony! I basically gave him a twitter bitch slap....or at least that's how it feels. I'm also going, Shit! I gave TONY FUCKING LOVATO my eljay address! *facepalm* At least my very first attempt at MESTfic (which was the worst Mary sue crap) isn't posted here. Altho the sequel was entitled Fuck Bunnies and included Jer and some underaged dude. Okay so in the first story he was under— We're going to shut up about this now.
So I accomplished this all before six am. I'm pretty proud of my productivity level for the day o_O
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It's sorta, kinda a song. Don't be too harsh.
YOU KISSED ME
By: Amanda C. Watson ©
You kissed me, and then said you're sorry
You kissed me, and I sat and stared while your eyes filled with tears
And when you kissed me, you said you'd ruined everything
But when you kissed me, I took your hand and said it would be alright
[chorus] So don't turn out the light
I've been in the dark too long now
I was too blind to see
You were there in front of me
The guiding light to my future.....
Our future.......
Now I don't have to walk alone
Who knew a kiss could free you?
Just stole my heart from it's cold confines
But when you kissed me, my heart melted from the heat of your light
[chorus]
So don't turn out the light
I've been in the dark for too long now
I was too blind to see
You were there in front of me
The guiding light to my future ...
Our future...
Now I don't have to walk alone
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