My mind is racing and my body is going crazy and I couldn't help but to bring you, yet another little random thought.
I feel like the world is going way to slow. My mind is racing and I think it's gonna blow. I can't hit the keys fast enough and I'm blinking way to quick. And yes I'm saying these words as I type them and talking way too fast; my words are all a blur and the only evidence of me speaking is, of course, my spit. I know you think that's gross and I know you think that's weird and yes I may be a little queer, but please don't click away, just please lend me your ear.
When I'm not typing I'm banging my thumb against the keyboard and when I am, I'm rocking back and forth. I know you think I'm crazy and you're probably right, but as I mentioned earlier it's probably all in your mind. Now I'm accusing you of being crazy, isn't that weird? Oh how the table's have turned, oh isn't it funny my dear?
A/N: I'm not actually crazy but everything I was typing is true. I was actually doing those things. Sooo... Yeah.
See yah soon!
YOU ARE READING
~My Thoughts~
Non-FictionThis is just somewhere I write things. I start thinking and then I start writing. It might be sad, it might be happy, or it it could be infuriating. A little birdy told me to open up a bit. So I will. To you.
