killer...kill...her.
I killed my fucking shirt.
I made this really hawt print of Brian Molko and so attempted to do an iron-on. I killed it. I was so worried that it wouldn't stick that I ironed it like mad until everything melted together and when I tried to remove it...brian's face ripped RIGHT OFF!
I am so agitated. The agitation I feel is like ten times magnified due to pms.
*pulls out hair*
My day was not so grand. This weather kills me. I think it does everybody. The sky was so grey, it cast a shadow on everything I did. Or maybe it was just me. I am definitely feeling the physical effects of "negative stress". du hast.
I feel the need to write an emo song.
I made this really hawt print of Brian Molko and so attempted to do an iron-on. I killed it. I was so worried that it wouldn't stick that I ironed it like mad until everything melted together and when I tried to remove it...brian's face ripped RIGHT OFF!
I am so agitated. The agitation I feel is like ten times magnified due to pms.
*pulls out hair*
My day was not so grand. This weather kills me. I think it does everybody. The sky was so grey, it cast a shadow on everything I did. Or maybe it was just me. I am definitely feeling the physical effects of "negative stress". du hast.
I feel the need to write an emo song.