Dreams-

I had a dream about Ray Toro, and Miley Cyrus. haha, random, I know.

Okay,
1~
I was in a car with Ray Toro, me in the drivers seat him in the 2nd row, we were talking for about 3 minutes and then he was like "k, let's go," and so I started driving and I was like "Wait, ummm, I can't drive." And on cue I started spinning out of control and I jumped out in order to save myself! Then I saw the fire catch on fire and it chased me over a gate and I fucking FLIPPED out.

End of dream 1

2~ I was sitting down watching a concert or going on a ride DURING THE DAYTIME and miley came up to me and was like "HEY HALEY! UR SO TALL! " and we talked more. Yeah, not as exciting. Well it's not suprising.

Weird

For a second- I realized. Brandon FLowers kinda reminds me of my dad. Weird. Hopefully he won't later

HA

YOU ARE WHITE TRASH... This is why people don't like white people... I have a black fiance and one day we are going to have mixed babies and mixed babies are the most beautiful babies in the world!

Gerard groans, ‘I do not love her, we’re just friends.’


For reasons I don’t want to think about, that hurt, just a tad.


‘Just friends my ass,’ Bob remarks, ‘my HUGE ass.

‘I’ll take that as a compliment,’ he squeezes my shoulder gently, and his hand lingers longer than necessary. His touch leaves the scent of tobacco infused with his skin, a fragrance to die for. You would want to bottle it up and sell it to lonely girls who would spray the mist onto their pillows to give them the sense that a man was once with them. If I was to manufacture Gerard’s scent I would be rich…L’eau de Gerard, it’s pure and utter genius. The fragrance would be boyish and attractive, clear and irresistible to those who’s noses got the unbelievable opportunity to take in something so breathtaking...what am i on?

I'm sorry but so many things from this story are sooo funny!

Mikey interrupts, ‘don’t mind Gerard, just because he’s turning 20, he thinks it makes him God.’


Gerard scowls, ‘I am God.’

Totally my type of humor-

Frank slowly climbs down the drain pipe and I hear him hit the ground with a small thud followed by, ‘I’M A NINJA!!!!’


I piss myself laughing.


‘Great,’ Marcus mumbles as he walks out of my room, ‘my sister’s future fiancée is a retard.’