its like he was designed with me in mind.

blahhhhh. cravings. lazy but have to do some mid summer cleaning , nd im talking soul cleaning. bad people have to go. so good ones can come in. HOW amazing to run into my birthday twin dave yesterday. he knows what its like for a one of our kind. hes a lot like a nee. realy its eeery. his show was a hoot . i must sit down in a think tank and decide what to do with all the extra baggage type of people. its like they are piling up, and i cant remember what purpose exactly they serve in my this here life . goodbye amy. my black woman doppelganger. .i too choose the moment and i despise the consequences... i deny their existance. actually i get straight up mad when they look me in the eye and want to be acknowledged . i dream of flying in boats and running people over as i land on water. not on purpose.. but swimmers stupid swimmers, and myw ater steering seems to be not as good as my cloud steering. and then cats jump at me. and i let them in . and pet them.. and then all of a sudden theres too many cats in my boat and they all brood due to major attention lack. it is trying to tell me something . i choose the one with the best tail. cant wait now i really cant. x-ing off the days with elvis.