Here in my purple room.
Howdy, hoes! If you are reading this on your friends page, I suggest you quickly click on my name, which would then lead you to my personal journal!
Which has a new background and color scheme! BOUT FUCKIN TIME, EH?!? It was made by my bestest friend/everything extraordinaire, bizarrotron. He is simply amazing. And so am I.
But everyone knows that.
So, I have been spending my summer dressing up more and more like a lady. Talking cool, playing by the rules, like a lady. Kissing every man, while I still can, like a lady. Listening to the songs, and learning to sing along on the radio, radio. With a fire in my eyes, and boys on my mind, they come and go.
They come and go...
And tonight! I was stranded in da ghetto. Right over the little bridge that goes up and down and up and down and up and down(he gets very sweaty). Picture it, I was on a joyride to the honky Blockbuster 15 minutes away from my house. You know, to pick up some Monday night movies, and what happens under my hood!?!?
You are guys are sick.
Needless to say it was nowhere near as pretty as Anorexic Olsen's coke dealer's bank account. So we are sittin there, chillin, enjoying the humidity and the bustle of the neighborhood we just happened to stop in, when a friendly gentlemen approaches, warns us that this is not the best place to stop and see how much money we can blow on movie rentals. Or to have a broken down car. So he gives my mom a ride so she can replace her blown hose.
You guys are sick.
Anyway. He did not ask for any money for his friendly act of friendliness, nor did he try to take any from my mother's little purse. What a nice man, eh? But the thing that is not nice, is that while my mother and the man were out enjoying the evening air and the shared ecstasy of purchasing a brand new hose, your hapless heroin was left alone in the busted ass car, in this busted ass neighborhood. Now, no matter how much I think I can really drop it like it's hot...
I am not going to finish that sentence.
Or this journal entry for that matter. I came home. We did not get any movies. I went to sleep. Big deal.
I love you all so much!
Thank you for your patience while I have been in my purple room!
Which has a new background and color scheme! BOUT FUCKIN TIME, EH?!? It was made by my bestest friend/everything extraordinaire, bizarrotron. He is simply amazing. And so am I.
But everyone knows that.
So, I have been spending my summer dressing up more and more like a lady. Talking cool, playing by the rules, like a lady. Kissing every man, while I still can, like a lady. Listening to the songs, and learning to sing along on the radio, radio. With a fire in my eyes, and boys on my mind, they come and go.
They come and go...
And tonight! I was stranded in da ghetto. Right over the little bridge that goes up and down and up and down and up and down(he gets very sweaty). Picture it, I was on a joyride to the honky Blockbuster 15 minutes away from my house. You know, to pick up some Monday night movies, and what happens under my hood!?!?
You are guys are sick.
Needless to say it was nowhere near as pretty as Anorexic Olsen's coke dealer's bank account. So we are sittin there, chillin, enjoying the humidity and the bustle of the neighborhood we just happened to stop in, when a friendly gentlemen approaches, warns us that this is not the best place to stop and see how much money we can blow on movie rentals. Or to have a broken down car. So he gives my mom a ride so she can replace her blown hose.
You guys are sick.
Anyway. He did not ask for any money for his friendly act of friendliness, nor did he try to take any from my mother's little purse. What a nice man, eh? But the thing that is not nice, is that while my mother and the man were out enjoying the evening air and the shared ecstasy of purchasing a brand new hose, your hapless heroin was left alone in the busted ass car, in this busted ass neighborhood. Now, no matter how much I think I can really drop it like it's hot...
I am not going to finish that sentence.
Or this journal entry for that matter. I came home. We did not get any movies. I went to sleep. Big deal.
I love you all so much!
Thank you for your patience while I have been in my purple room!