Oh, by the way. I was going to continue all those previous posts for like two weeks and then end it all by talking about 'your mother' and how we had sex.
But I can't be bothered.

So here's to a ridiculously long yo mama joke gone bad.

The way she moves and strolls about in her everyday brings me to my knees.
figuratively?
perhaps.

YEE!
occurance.

I've always thought that if I really liked and cared about a person enough, and if they made me happy enough, I could prick my finger on a stem and will the pain away directly from the joy they bring me.

It didn't hurt.

Damn. Such mixed messages and such desire.

Um. Sorry.

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AIDS is gay.

This is an introductory sentence for an introductory paragraph. This paragraph is probably just going to end up crap anyway. I think, actually, I'm just going to dive into everything ( Read more... )

Who wants to go with me to Coachella?
It sounds like a fucking blast.