Various fragments of nothing

I wanna write a post but I'm not really sure what to write. Not for lack of things to write about, though. My life is crazy and the inside of my mind is even crazier. The problem is, reading (and writing) about the first would be kind of boring, and the second would just be disturbing.

I might have to end up writing poetry or something

Or I'll talk about Ronnie Radke.

Or how weird it is when you have your phone stuck down the front of your shirt and you have it on vibrate and you get a text. O.o (Oh come on, don't look like that... surely I'm not the only person in the world who sticks my phone there?)

You know, I'm seriously going to have to either write something which makes no sense, is boring, or makes no sense. Or is boring.

I write emo poetry on my phone late at night when I can't sleep. In text messages. And save them as drafts.

I bet you weren't expecting that, were you?

I'm going to copy some into this post now. (That sentence was synonymous with "you'd better stop reading now or you'll be scarred for life or laugh yourself sick or something else equally horrible.)

....I just read through them and on second thought, no way am I posting those. -_-

Your subconscious is thanking me right now.