Leg cramps fuzzy sheep Daft Punk Sarah Grove's boobs ex-boyfriends OH MY GOD, WHY WOULD I WANT TO KNOW THAT? "cum"?!?!?! I'M NOT EVEN FUCKING GOING OUT WITH YOU, GTFO taking Katie Mac to Winterball! need to go dress shopping Spiderman blanket "Why are you wearing a tiny top hat?" he's yelling at her again
yin-yang? haha fuck this shit.
close up camera one the hero sings in this scene FREE HUGS give me a break so fucking passive aggressive suck my big black dick wow VULGAR "did you not tell him they were the Lord's chips?" I wonder what to do with myself
no one's interested no one's interesting I feel
used I feel great I feel rejuvenated I feel confused I feel behind I feel belligerent I am exhausted I am sick of her I am sick of him
hey, did you get some? man, that is so dumb. My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me, so won't you kill me, so I die happy I know what I have to do but I'm having issues following through WOW IMPLOSION.
All these fucking voices in my head.
I know who I am, but I have no identity. Completely contradicts itself. It's occured to me a few times since Mykaila mentioned something about my having a sense of identity nestled in the impressions people have of me, which generally seems the same, which I am fine with. But...I have a new impression I made on myself when I grew a backbone quite a few months ago. I feel the same, I have my whole life. Perhaps I'm not as chipper nor as spastic as I have been, but that's only due to some cynicism induced by some people and shit but wjlkfmwe;flkw whatever.
I lost my train of thought.
Fucking pity, I was going to go on another rant.
Implosion complete




I'm better now.
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