That's what I wrote on Dexter's Facebook wall last night. He brainwashed me into thinking that I am one. Well, it isn't that bad, knowing that he's just as bipolar as me (
Here's what urban dictionary has to say about being bipolar:
Seriously, these mood swings are a**-fuck crazy. See my last post? I was practically emitting happy, gay waves earlier. And right now? There are clouds of impending doom and gloom hovering over me, it's not even funny. :|
And the reason for these clouds? I was a bit (a bit, I swear!) jealous about something. I was more pissed, though. Tsss. Le sigh.
Ugh, these effing mood swings really need to leave me alone.
BV go away
come again no other day
Rachel really wants to be gay (as in "happy" gay)
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