Screw this thing, I'm, deleting it.
If you do still wanna hear from me I'm making another pile at

http://leftbuttock.tumblr.com/

So find me there.

I just got Final Fantasy XIII at the midnight release.
I'm not playing it.

What?! What's wrong with you, Nelson?! You just bought it and now you're gonna leave it there on the floor to collect dust?!"
Yes I am.
You see, children, I'm going to England on friday. Chilling with me cousin and teh gabzorz.
If I start playing now, I'll only have to leave it ( Read more... )

Don't believe in yourself, don't deceive with belief.
Knowledge comes with Death's release.

Words to die by.

WHY WON'T YOU DRINK WITH ME?!?!?!

http://www.formspring.me/Buttock

Still sick after four days...when will it end?
Also, is this my fault for not seeing a doctor?

Transgenders. Man, life is weird.

Could go for a pipe right now.

Tomorrow is going to be horrible.
Already need the week to end.

The silence in my room is deafening.

Well the vote said I shouldn't make one.
So that just means I'm making a secret one.
Good job excluding yourselves, guys.
Douche bags.

I feel like if I make a Twitter account I've lost.
...lost...you know, like gave in.

Whatever.
IZ POLL.

But I expect answers behind your vote, BITCHES.

Poll Twittering

VENT. BITCH. MOAN. VENT.
It's all I use this for.

:insert some sort of witty, snarky, artsy bullshit comment that's supposed to make me look intelligent or, at the very least, witty, so that I get a bunch of comments and I feel better because the world gives a fucking shit:

That's what I'm supposed to say, right?

:The Good The Bad and the Ugly theme plays:

Me: 1am...
1am: Nelson...
Me: Thawt ah told yeh wurn't welcome 'round these parts.
1am: Ya can't get ridda me, Nelson.

:Zoom in on squinty eyes:

FUCK SLEEP.

( Two Words... )