I should just make it a general rule of mine to not sleep in rooms with black-out curtains, because then I sleep for atleast six whole forevers.
I’m going to sleep, but you guys had better post some selfies in the meantime.
I mean, come on. It’s Selfie Tuesday.
Is beauty, now? Can approval?
I have run out of things to say. With that in mind, here’s a song about being a pizza in french. Maybe that’ll be more interesting. :*l Lol’t. It’s fucking catchy and kyute, though, to be honest.
I’ve suddenly began saying the word, “Gosh”
Like, who the fuck says that? lol. I sound like a silly bitch.
Maybe life is alright, because the school nurse gave me magic potato chips… :*S
Either I’m losing my fucking mind or I just saw something VERY odd. :*S
TODAY I LEARED:
If you go to http://suckmycockfatty.com/, it redirects you to http://joerogan.net/
It’s like my brain can’t decide whether or not it’s upset or happy.
Ever since the Beetis, the word ‘Type’ in ANY context makes me kinda uncomfortable.
Annoying people who spam innocent people via cellphone text.
LIKE HEY. IS IT REALLY THAT YOU WANT ME TO PANIC AND FEEL DEFENSELESS BECAUSE I CAN’T OPERATE MY PHONE BECAUSE YOU’RE SPAMMING NONSENSE TO IT!?
