I mean, he can be a likable dickhole, occasionally. I'm not blaspheming or whatever but he may not exist. After all, we've all made charcoal status But yes, it is clear that God toys with me a lot. But my bumming off my friends is starting to irritate them. That would be completely and blatantly dishonest if I just said that I was trying to quit. I don't think I can smoke for a while, honestly- which will suck balls because I crave a cig every time I leave my fucking building. There was a lot of sleeping and South Park watching going on today. Because of the mother fucking pouring rain, I wake up the next morning sounding like the love child of Gandalf the Grey and Dumbledore when he was being forcefed magical liquid in the Half-Blood Prince. Įxhibit C: I spend my first Halloween Birthday in college in the city to see the fucking parade and got to drink myself to shit and hang out with the coolest people in the world. Then some bitch knocked my crackberry out of my hands and it was lost in the abyss forever. We made some eye contact and sang to each other, no big, it's fine, we had a mad connection kthxbai. Holy Jesustits, I have seen the fucking light. I could practically taste the testosterone in the air. It was like a bad trip and an orgy at the same time.
I have never met such violent and angry fans in my entire life. It was the most insane concert I have ever been to. A lot of intense emotions were going on that night.Įxhibit B: I went to a mother fucking Used concert with Drive A and the Almost opening for them. I cried all the way home and then deliriously sang, "Join Me in Death," by HIM alone. Therefore, taking the majority of my soul. Somebody had jacked my laptop from my car. I returned to my car to see the window is broken. Exhibit A: I went to the Project Revolution tour 2007 with Linkin Park, My Chemical Romance, Taking Back Sunday, HIM, Placebo, Mindless Self Indulgence, The Bled, Saosin, and Madina Lake. Oh, God's got a great sense of humor, huh? Just like the fact that he likes to shit on my face whenever he allows something fantastical to happen to me. Fun fact: Hated the concept of twitter once upon a time. Now, my endless tweeting habits may continue. Aside from my epic Halloween/birthday bash where I drank far too much for it to be intelligent, I got a new phone. As long as I know, that's all that really fucking matters.
But Halloween in the mother fucking pouring rain? That's gotta be poetic, somehow! I mean, I was hanging out with the fucking Green Lantern for Christ sake! My life is awesome. I want to be a child forever, Peter Pan style! But that thought process got me sick.
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How to feel about the beginning of my last year as a teen? Frightened.
I'll work out some sort of pattern, it's fine. Maybe I'll make it a weekly thing instead of a daily thing. So, I'm going to try to stop being too OCD about updating this thing. And his relationship with Dillon is fantastical and sexy. heroin addict chic could come into play Let me exhibit my love for these individuals: Kyros and Dillon together in gay porn=life. A little bit toned down, too, because of the lack of kegs. It was an odd and disorienting night at Hookah Dan's. I thought I was a balloon and that I was made out of objects. Point three: I was embarrassingly intoxicated yesterday. because starting on Thursdays and ending on Sundays is just not working for an every weekend thing. But my friends and I have discussed how we need to slow down in the party dept. I didn't go to any of my dance classes last week And I skipped all my classes on Thursday. Point two: I was reassured of my conference work status because I had been stressing all week about getting my work done. I don't show any desire to really quite, after all. Yeah, quitting doesn't seem like a possibility. I bought a new pack yesterday- I am not proud. SInce then, I have recovered and I swear cigarettes were the solution.
Point one: I had gotten very sick from that Halloween fiasco/party/what happened?/incident. In the past week, I have been bed-ridden, reassured of my conference work status, and embarrassingly intoxicated. I need to get on that.īut yeah, speaking of getting on things, I should go do a shit ton of work as long as I'm at this place of mind. I'd say that he is hottie of the week even though you fools can't see. One reminded me of Ewan when he played a junkie in Trainspotting. Well, I tore the main muscle in my neck from doing a bad sit up. I also smoked a lot and took Adderall so it's been turning out to be a fantastical time, really. I'm listening to Without a Face and it's simply amazing. I got taken care of by this random girl and it was strange. Well, I got embarrassingly drunk last night.Even worse than last week.