Bwarharharhaaaarduckyyyyynippleeeees even though birds don't have nippleeeees wouldn't it be funny?
Hm...so... What an enlightening little evening...
Hello my friends. How is everyone? I hope you're well.
Oh I'm super. After all, I'm simple. Nothing bothers me. I'm just one of the guys, you know? Things don't bother me. I don't bleed. I don't fear. I just shrug off all of life's problems.
...what's wrong with being like the guys?
I enjoy life. I don't sit here and try to make drama for myself. It just kinda comes to me at it's leisure. It says "Howdy ho, Miss Danielle! How's life treatin' ya? Oh, that's good, glad to here it BAM" and punches me in the face.
I whine. I complain. I analyze. And I do this, knowing full well, I have no right. My life is/was going fine. Shit could be a lot worse. No right to complain.
Why am I suddenly so pissed? I don't understand? I should be the last one pissed right now! I'm the asshole! I'm the one that can't make up her bloody mind! And yet for some reason...I feel betrayed.
...and hungry. Eat yourself, stomach! Feast upon mine innards! Mm-mm, bitch!
Gaz, taste me! I'm delicious!
*laughs insanely*
Instaaa....bility! *giggles* Hiiigh hopes...I got hiiigh hopes...I got...hiigh apple piie in the skyyy hopes...
I am a grotesque, ball scratching, sweat dripping man! Only anatomically speaking can I boast myself as a member of the female half of this god-aweful world! And I LOVE IT.
The world changes... It's human nature to change... It's called adapting to your surroundings... It happens subconsciously, for the most part... At any rate, it happens... And if you can't adjust to adjustments, well, that's life.
I am SEVERELY BITTER AND SLIGHTLY IN NEED OF A RUBBER GLOVE BECAUSE THE IMAGE JUST POPPED IN MY MIND OF A SILLY LITTLE RUBBER GLOVE DANCING AROUND A RED BALL WITH A STAR ON IT AND IT'S MAKING ME LAUGH ON THE INSIDE.
Feast, my stomach, feast! Oh you silly little cannibal.
I got home and I SHIT LIKE FUCKING HELL! AAAAGH I HATE random diarrhea!
Oh, hunny is it--- Yup....Diarrheaaaaaaahhhh....
So many Zim quotes...so little time...
...if you can't tell...things aren't going too well.
Hello my friends. How is everyone? I hope you're well.
Oh I'm super. After all, I'm simple. Nothing bothers me. I'm just one of the guys, you know? Things don't bother me. I don't bleed. I don't fear. I just shrug off all of life's problems.
...what's wrong with being like the guys?
I enjoy life. I don't sit here and try to make drama for myself. It just kinda comes to me at it's leisure. It says "Howdy ho, Miss Danielle! How's life treatin' ya? Oh, that's good, glad to here it BAM" and punches me in the face.
I whine. I complain. I analyze. And I do this, knowing full well, I have no right. My life is/was going fine. Shit could be a lot worse. No right to complain.
Why am I suddenly so pissed? I don't understand? I should be the last one pissed right now! I'm the asshole! I'm the one that can't make up her bloody mind! And yet for some reason...I feel betrayed.
...and hungry. Eat yourself, stomach! Feast upon mine innards! Mm-mm, bitch!
Gaz, taste me! I'm delicious!
*laughs insanely*
Instaaa....bility! *giggles* Hiiigh hopes...I got hiiigh hopes...I got...hiigh apple piie in the skyyy hopes...
I am a grotesque, ball scratching, sweat dripping man! Only anatomically speaking can I boast myself as a member of the female half of this god-aweful world! And I LOVE IT.
The world changes... It's human nature to change... It's called adapting to your surroundings... It happens subconsciously, for the most part... At any rate, it happens... And if you can't adjust to adjustments, well, that's life.
I am SEVERELY BITTER AND SLIGHTLY IN NEED OF A RUBBER GLOVE BECAUSE THE IMAGE JUST POPPED IN MY MIND OF A SILLY LITTLE RUBBER GLOVE DANCING AROUND A RED BALL WITH A STAR ON IT AND IT'S MAKING ME LAUGH ON THE INSIDE.
Feast, my stomach, feast! Oh you silly little cannibal.
I got home and I SHIT LIKE FUCKING HELL! AAAAGH I HATE random diarrhea!
Oh, hunny is it--- Yup....Diarrheaaaaaaahhhh....
So many Zim quotes...so little time...
...if you can't tell...things aren't going too well.