No more of this silly journal nonsense, I think.

*DONE*

Confused today ( Read more... )

The curse of the dancing fat man
And his ever-ringing song
Entrancing with his evil plan
To make you sing along

And no one can escape him
His bouncing, jolly tune
Like crack available on whim
Forever you'll be glued

--I can't stop watching this, oh my god. *twitch and curl into a ball*
Watch it, my friends, and you'll never escape it. Leave a comment  1 

This here's a poem I did for chemestry, about plutonium ( Read more... )

NEW SALAD FINGERS. GO WATCH IT! www.fat-pie.com

Computer's all fucked up, have to use the one upstairs. So I won't be online nearly as frequently until I get it fixed. Right, so, that's what I decided I needed to tell you.

Also, Erica, you should update more.

I may post something later tonight.

But then again, I may not!

Oh, the suspense.

I declare this weekend shitty and boring. But mostly shitty. Hopefully today will be better, but I doubt it. Last night was okay. Random, disjointed sentences. Mariah makes me angry. I love my Sarah. Phone call. Fuck you, caller.

I'm not doing okay anymore. I'm dying, you guys.

--SOCIAL MANIPULATION. the insignificant loss of an individual ( Read more... )

Hey, check out this mad-awesome paper I did for English ( Read more... )