May 2012
April 2012
Those people who write ‘first’ below a photo, status or video that was just posted on Facebook
I make the best coffees ever since I learnt to use those percolator things.
This is so confusing.
It doesn’t seem to matter how much I write, this the word count refuses to go up.
jerra, man
We never speak of this again.
My ultimate pick up line.
“Hey unnnaaa lubllyyyyy, looking for dat goood cock darl?? ayeee unnaaa, lubly looking to fuck me?? Aye u lookin’ mightyyyy fine girl, ever heard of dat ol’ spaSTIC EAGLE GIRLY?”
FUCK I AM SO BORED. FUCK. FUCK.FUCKFUCKFUKFUCKFCUKFUCKFUCKFDUCK
This was the biggest fucking fail of a day.
I accomplished nothing.
Meaningful music…
I was mindlessly (i.e. happily) going through my night. Then music that hits the soul comes on…
The rest of my night will involve some serious thought about what the hell I am doing with myself.
Don’t worry though, I will not enforce my thoughts upon you…except this one of course.
Oh man.
Oh why.
