I lack inspiration

Here we go – stream of consciousness number two! I really don’t have much to say this time – I’ve been searching for inspiration but not finding it. I feel like writing about a person, but I don’t really know who to write about. And I didn’t hear awesome music. I heard not so awesome music. And therefore, that makes me even less inspired. I really like raspberries. But not to eat. In my lotion. I like body butter, it makes my skin feel and smell lovely, and then it is fabulous.

I am very purple in my writing. It kind of upsets me, because it makes me utterly boring to read. All I do is pummel you, dear reader, with adjectives. And I want to be interesting enough to be read. I think that I developed this habit because in like seventh or eighth grade, we were taught how to mimic this style where it was like this giant length description of nature. I don’t know what it was, it might’ve been a canyon. I asked 3D for inspiration/a subject to write about, and he said “write about a unicorn frustrated by his/her gender and setting off on an epic quest to discover his/her sexuality”. Sorry, 3D, I don’t think so. Why unicorn? And why gender confusion? There is no gender confusion in my world. Actually, there definitely is. But GD is definitely a guy. Even if he might look just a little feminine in that blonde picture that I posted up. But he definitely looks good – I have no idea why people are freaked out. Lots of gender confusion. I decided that if GD was a girl, he and T.O.P would be a good couple. Okay, I’m done being weird.

I like my phone. And I like texting. And now I text when I walk, which is like the worst idea on the face of the planet. Even when I’m on the phone when I walk, I still manage to trip. Actually, even when I’m just walking, I manage to trip. I manage to not trip and I’m fairly alert when I am texting. Maybe because I am super intense with my attention. Also, 3D says the sexually confused unicorn prompt is “a legit inspiration”. I’m sure it is, 3D, I’m sure it is.

I dislike college essays. Because I honestly don’t know what to say. Why do I want to go to that school? I don’t know. It was on a whim. But not really. But I don’t really have any concrete ideas as to why I wanted to go to that school. I want chocolate. I love chocolate. And the person I’m supposed to have a meeting with is like I’m in a different part of the country and then taking an extended Thanksgiving break. *Flees like the wind* Really? Seriously? Who takes a Thanksgiving break. That’s longer than two days. I don’t understand you. Rawr.

I need to come up with pseudonyms for people. Like E-. I don’t know what to call her. She is StarsAndTheMoon, but that’s kind of a mouthful. S and M? HAHA NO. That would be terrible. I think she is much more open about her identity online than I am. But of course, you all know who I am.

I like details. And really dreamy scenes. Like, the mist slightly obscures the image, and it’s this dreamy, wistful state. But not really. Because a lot of my posts are like I’m angry and angsty at the world. ALOT IS BETTER THAN YOU AT SWIMMING. That makes me crack up so much.

And this person, he wrote about me! I am excited, and I think I will go read it. You lied to me. You did not post.

Now, I will sink into utter despair at how you lied to me.

Just kidding, but I have better things to do now. Here is a picture of a rapper that this person linked me to. I like it. And it’s not GD or T.O.P! Even though I definitely mentioned them in this post. He’s pretty though. ♥