Ever wonder what goes on in my depraved little mind? Read and educate yourself. These are all thoughts that I've had this week.
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What exactly is pepperoni?
Holy crap! Buses should use turn signals!
Shutupshutupshutupshutup. Quit arguing.
I really hope I didn't burn that.
Damn. I burnt it.
I wonder if something semi-autobiographical would be okay.
I really don't like that song. I could shout earnestly over tumultuous guitar riffs, too, but that doesn't mean anyone cares.
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire. We don't need no water, let the motherfucker burn. Seven dead in house fire. http://www.explosm.net/comics/718/
My mom sent me coupons, but I don't have money to buy food. I hate irony.
Gross. So that's what pepperoni is.
I think that shirt should have a weight limit.
HEADSHOT!
Is there any justice, or is it all just fortune?
I can't feel my arms.
Or my legs.
Shit. This must be what a quadriplegic feels like.
B B C# F# F# F# B A A B E F# G# A.
I don't like where you're going with that, but I can recommend a book that agrees with your point.
Angry music = catharsis.
They don't make games like this anymore.
How do you let someone know you care without annoying them or making them think you have ulterior motives?
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That is all. See? I'm a simple person. Now you know.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
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