I had this realization

that i am a dork. i mean, i love ashlee simpson. and i will crawl through my house at three in the morning, still fully awake, just to get a glass of water. I am obsessed with matching, and notice when other people don't. I can't go out without my chapstick because you never know when you're going to need it. I dance around my room when no one's there and laugh at jokes that people tell when really, they aren't funny. I just don't want them to feel dumb, so I laugh to make them feel better. I hate tying shoes because the laces have so much dirt on them. I used to carry a lint roller around with me everywhere due to sudden lint emergencies. Once I went into Lotza Mozza's bathroom and quesioned whether there were dead bodies in the compartment behind the toilet. I also almost fell in when I was certain that my hypothesis was correct. I sometimes prank phone call nick uschyk with carissa and talk about rainbow trouts as if he really cares. I still want to know what the E stands for in E&E Pels... don't think you're getting out of that one Nicholas.

[as if he really reads this]

i want my mommy. I haven't seen her in a week or so. I miss her so much. and that's really sad and pathetic, i know.. I just get really homesick. even for the smallest of things. like knowing where everything in the kitchen is. i just like the feeling of home. and this is home. it's where my heart is, so then i guess that saying is honest, eh?

home IS where the heart is.

swear.

<3 robin