To all you fuckers at the bar that think your voice is like a choir of angels:

PLEASE STOP, YOU MAKE NO SENSE!

p.s. no one wants to know what your Grandma did in 1952, or why you like apple martinis oh so much.

for lask of better expression, i just like to say i'm sad, so fucking alone and sad, i'm sure all you well adjusted people out there have no real idea what i'm talking about, but as for all the fuck ups, i think you might have some idea just how low this can go,and that's where i am.

blah.

KYLE, I FORGOT YOUR NUMBER...........ccccccccccAAAAAAAAALLLL ME....now, yes oh yes i'm picking you up.

today a drunkien bum asked me if he could walk barefoot through my hair. clever drunks ( Read more... )

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ExitSymbol: we really miss your boobs
AmandaVillagerat: well then i'll send my boobs down there, so you guys wont get lonely, while i look for a job, but i don't think i'll get a job as easy with out them
AmandaVillagerat: i miss you boob too
ExitSymbol: hahaha
ExitSymbol: can your boobs and my boobs be friends ?
AmandaVillagerat:

so i'm living in seattle now, all by myself ( Read more... )

not to be a drag but it's the anniversary of my father's death....
and i miss him.

anglo-saxon english is hard to read ( Read more... )