i’ll internut all over your face!
fffffffffffffffuck you if you only knew how much i think about you and how much i wish i could talk to you and how many idiotic shits ive posted on the innernets in hopes that youd see them, because i want to communicate so bady. fuck how pathetic right? things blow why cant life be perfect. see, SEE SEE SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE for ME
dykin it up with my bro kyra i luv being boy shaped
miss my lovely lady its snowing! caffeine is gr8 for mood boostation! duh feeling extra gay lately. i wonder what the heck my sexuality is, lel not that it needs to be classified or something just ya know, if there was a gay percentage i wonder what i would be it varies day by day but today i guess i am 65% maybe more! i wonder what my heart will be like 10 years from now i read a...
y do u existbro
but but i dun WANNA go outside and play. i’ll get looked at funny and get the cops called on me for “wandering aimlessly” again fucking long island suburbia soccer mahm shit i h8 it i h8 it i h8 it i’m sick of making do i just wanna scoot on outta here and pretend all this never happened why the flying FUCK did my parents decide to settle down here it makes no iota of...
oh jeez what is it about EYEBROWS that always gets me
maybe i write to force myself to not do something stupid its funny because usually that happens in a tangible journal but now my brain has technolofied dont you just wish sometimes that the apocalypse would happen i do lets think of a story real quick okay subject is: fans sub-subject is:teething the fan was fannin and fannin the precious yelpy baby princess on the hottest of summer days....
retch retch retch i’ve got a plump lil kitten purrin on my leg. in between purry kitty and leg are plumpery pants and really fuzzy warm blankie. its the softest warmest thing. on my toes there is a pup. she is biting her tail-base cuz she’s itchy as heck. i feel really cozy and warm and nice and weird. gotta pee REAL BAD but im too comf to get up. imagine if thinga were ideal right...
on a side-note my mom insists on subjecting me to millionaire matchmaker WHY MAHM YOU’RE DOIN IT ON PURPOSE i’m bored “work” was real slow so the boss lady let me leave early and now i resort to my usual winter break night routine: talking to myself on this shittidtioc blog and watching game of thriggity thrones and squishin my fat kittycats belly
retching stoic-ly like a bafoon-melon gives one hope that vermillion grange-meisters squeeze out tiny baby fat finch skeletons who turn into mules and sell gallant looking girl scout s’moa’s to unyielding grumbly pirate-imps. that hurts sometimes but if you take some advil and drink some pomegranate rose-hip tea with a side order of five guys fries you’ll be all better
its kinda funny when people try to advertise their lives as being perfectly perfect over the internet when in reality they hate themselves and everyone around them is that hypocritical of me to say since i have a tumblr and post shits on it? i mean, to justify my hypocrisy I WAS THAT GUY ONCE AND I STILL HAVE A FACEBOOK but now its really funny to witness that shit from the other end and...