My streak is over.
Just got caught masturbating.

I was overdue. This shoulda happened years ago.

I like taking showers. Makes me feel like a new person ( Read more... )

I'm craving a good RPG.

I live like Vincent Chase.

Too many of my conversations start like this:

Person: "[Standard greeting]. Mars. How are you?\How have you been?"
Me: "Fine\Good\Alright..."

After that, I start to lose interest in the conversation, because chances are I'm not doing just fine, good, or alright. I might be great (but I'd never say unless life has been unusually benign); I might ( Read more... )

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It's done.
I think I finally understand.

Fergie's primary appeal is not as a sex icon or pop artist, but rather as a role model. Don't let her ex-boyfriend Crystal Meth mar her innocence. She's only preparing her younger audience for the tough education that lies ahead of them. Glamorous, flossy, and tasty (that's T-A-S-T-E-Y for those that ( Read more... )

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Recently, I've been trying to dismantle.
I've just now compiled a list in my head:

I am:
Fickle.
Made of ideas.
Fairly empathetic.
Amenable.
Hard-headed.
Self-critical.
Meticulous.

I'm not:
Aggressive.
Punctual.
Steadfast.
Picky.
Good at grasping change.
Complacent (anymore).

Incomplete, but more to come, maybe?
I can't exactly gauge its accuracy.
but then, who can?

"When I grow up, I want to be ____________."