04 May 2009

drunkin donuts

VANITY KILLZ. just ask me.


whether assuming a male or female role, i must declare (even though i don't have celebrity crushes, because only douches have those...i guess i'm going to contradict my sorry ass) cillian murphy just makes me melt. i'd throw myself at him.

on a more serious note even though i already was being completely serious, THEY BETTER NOT FUCKING CLOSE DOWN MY FUCKING SCHOOL AND POSTPONE MY FUCKING GRADUATION DATE because of some fucking disease. ugh i can't even explicate how extremely disappointed i'll be.
too many fucks, i apologize.

i've been writing a lot, writing a lot of essays and shit, for my personal leisure. who the hell does that? me. not gonna lie, inspirational music triggers my quench for opulent verbosity (duh, that's what it means by inspirational, trust me, i know), and listening to white lies is pretty damn invigorating. they have these strung out chords that just tug my heartstrings. that sounded so ghey <--i never use that word. what the fuck i never use arrows like that.

us gov't. ap exam at oh eight hundred hours that i am completely blowing off. i think i'll write about humanity in the essay portion instead of historical events and/or the derivative of the constitution of the united states of america. i really hate how that sentence has the word OF in it four times.

just for shits and giggles i'm gonna use another arrow.
<-- handsome devil, in Breakfast on Pluto, a dashing film.

right now, i feel like going throughs some woodz. and do what in these woodz? take a guess. man, i just cannot grasp how i feel about my life right now.
MOTHER IN LAW SPELLS WOMAN HITLER
bye

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