"Idle hands spend time at the genitals, and you know how much God hates that."

I mean, who doesn't enjoy this quote ( Read more... )

Bunnies. Rainbows. Sunshine. Kitties. Babies. Blue Skies. Fun Games. Pink Hats. Cute Things. (non-dairy) Ice Cream. Candy. Kisses ( Read more... )

The filthy, discusting retards (n.o.*) that live next door let their trash cans fall over and the trash blew everywhere, mainly in our backyard, of course. The lazy ass wipes finally picked up the cans, but left the trash everywhere. Stephen and myself picked it up, after much debate, since they wouldn't. There were used disposable pads, used ( Read more... )

Mother: "What is this crap you keep leaving around the house? Why are you writing poems about killing people again?"

Me: "Poetry fills the empty void that is my soul."

Mother:" ...The empty void that is your soul? You need to take your ass to church."

So much to tell, yet so little of it is of any importance...hm. I'll start with something little ( Read more... )

Today was really um...weird ( Read more... )

Well. Haven't I been in the nice little daze. I keep wanting to say something, then I say, "Ah, screw it,". Oh well.

I'm sorry I can't entertain you...somewhat anyways. I also just keep forgetting what I'm going to say, you know, my fish memory and all. *sniff*

It's so sad being me!
*hysterical crying and such*

I have never hated wealth/pseudo-wealthy people and those horrid little monstrosities they call children more in my entire life than last night.

Well, at least this song is good.

[DETAILS TO COME]
(Stop lying to the people already!)

Olivia went over to the ATM in the bus station today and found two pretty little girls that had been abandoned. They were under the age of six. She thought their parents were nearby, so she just left them alone. By the time she left, two police officers were talking to them and Olivia listened in on the conversation. Those girls are so going to the ( Read more... )

Well, um...a lot to talk about...I think...hm.