i was born inside a jail
I woke up this morning with hair like a doll's. Tangled and dirty and clumped together.
My parents are gone. For nine days. God bless them.
To be done over spring break:
i. Not read Song of Solomon. In the words of Korn, fuck that.
ii. Write. Catharsis is a good idea, though it has a new name now, a proper name, which is kind of dumb, because I'm not trying to write literature so much as say what I feel needs saying. I think I'll write some pr0n, too. Because I'll be 18 soon and it won't have that novelty to it then. I do miss the fandom. I know I always say that. My thought processes are going back a ways, two years, but I'm better equipped now.
iii. Sexy times with firelady113, who shall be staying at my abode for a few days.
iv. Forget.
v. Learn how to blow smoke rings. Without swallowing the smoke and coughing until I see the little lights swimming around.
vi. Change my handwriting. God, I hate mine, and after seeing virginia-bell's I feel like lolol I can (should) die now.
vii. Play some mad piano/Oregon Trail/Silent Hill/Titanic thing/Sims 2.
viii. Do a few Wholly Irresponsible things.
ix. Things to be thought of later.
Good evening, sweet pixie children. Maybe I'll see you later.
My parents are gone. For nine days. God bless them.
To be done over spring break:
i. Not read Song of Solomon. In the words of Korn, fuck that.
ii. Write. Catharsis is a good idea, though it has a new name now, a proper name, which is kind of dumb, because I'm not trying to write literature so much as say what I feel needs saying. I think I'll write some pr0n, too. Because I'll be 18 soon and it won't have that novelty to it then. I do miss the fandom. I know I always say that. My thought processes are going back a ways, two years, but I'm better equipped now.
iii. Sexy times with firelady113, who shall be staying at my abode for a few days.
iv. Forget.
v. Learn how to blow smoke rings. Without swallowing the smoke and coughing until I see the little lights swimming around.
vi. Change my handwriting. God, I hate mine, and after seeing virginia-bell's I feel like lolol I can (should) die now.
vii. Play some mad piano/Oregon Trail/Silent Hill/Titanic thing/Sims 2.
viii. Do a few Wholly Irresponsible things.
ix. Things to be thought of later.
Good evening, sweet pixie children. Maybe I'll see you later.