I mean, shit.

So you know, I'm crazy. I do silly things. Like stay up all night watching movies, contemplating my very being. I think it's good, at times.

Tonight, I did something very romantic, absolutely stupid, and totally misguided. I went for it.



For there's a girl, I was thinking of. I haven't spoke of her to anyone. So, I thought of making a grand gesture.

I thought about it, and decided to do it.

I txted her at six in the morning.

The way I see it is like this: remember when your dad or at least someone's said that he threw rocks at your grandmas window? Back then that was cool. Maybe we all went to bed earlier.

Anywho, I thought of that one. Tried to throw a pebble at her window.

I did.

Whatever she says or doesn't say, means everything. I just want to prove everyone wrong. One time. For recording.

It's also the last of the last. I feel as if that's the nail in the coffin. So to her, to it. Cheers.