ing and lims palava apple crumble in psychology.
Well.were bored.there r so many little shindigs right now.ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.we want to get drunk.BUT NO.
hellloo its lim. With a pancake face. And collagen. Ready to fight the evils of plastic surgery in the community. my gertrude is a hairy mother fucker. SALLLLLLLYYYYY. PICKLES PICKLES PICKLES PICKLES. BROWN SUGAR. BROWN SUGAR. BROWN SUGAR. now. repeat this sentence 101 times at midnight on halloween and i shall appear in ur nasty (rhymes with ASTI!) face........or inbetween ur big toe on ur right foot.
hello again.this is the mongolian popcorn.with my little icelandic badger.how quaint we are.Oh nicholls.stop wearing lemon yellow.where sugar drips like lemon drops away across the chimney tops and THEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE YOUUUUUULLLLLL FIIIIIIIIIINDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD a little piglet wagging its tail,eating fried rice.SOME WHEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE whos afraid of th big bad wolf?haha.some rly immature ppl probably.WHY YOULD A WOLF BE BIG AND BAD?!oh bad.padi fields in indonesia.chortle.CHORTLE.GO ON!!CHORTLE!
helllo this is parrot in my hair, the one and only, Stay Puff Marshmellow Man. POLO'S! I love my Polo's. They are minty fresh like a hookers vagina on her first day of work. satisfaction. MEXICAN JUMPING BEANS ARE DANCING IN MY FOOLAFOO. COZ.....ITS INSANEEEEEE INSANE IN THE MEMBRANEEEE INSANE AND I GOT NOT BRAIN. Oh. Deary............lets see. whats fat, black and white with heels? ummm..TRANNY PANDA BEARS!(hee hee.)
i want to return to the land of mushrooms and join peggy and her happy dancing days.HMM.is that possible?no.everything is a avalapalavavalapalava.this is budgie in my curl btw,what a notorious icon of the 80s she was.yellow.i dream of budgies born in my curls.my mother cries into the tea towel.but not the one with the picture of new zealand on.no.she never cries into that one.two happy eggs and blank pickles stare at my with sad water eyes.*WAIL*.
anyway.so it seems everyone is just waiting for this cursed week to be over.hurry hurry hurry like the weetabix in my tummy!
oh jodie.
hellloo its lim. With a pancake face. And collagen. Ready to fight the evils of plastic surgery in the community. my gertrude is a hairy mother fucker. SALLLLLLLYYYYY. PICKLES PICKLES PICKLES PICKLES. BROWN SUGAR. BROWN SUGAR. BROWN SUGAR. now. repeat this sentence 101 times at midnight on halloween and i shall appear in ur nasty (rhymes with ASTI!) face........or inbetween ur big toe on ur right foot.
hello again.this is the mongolian popcorn.with my little icelandic badger.how quaint we are.Oh nicholls.stop wearing lemon yellow.where sugar drips like lemon drops away across the chimney tops and THEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE YOUUUUUULLLLLL FIIIIIIIIIINDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD a little piglet wagging its tail,eating fried rice.SOME WHEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE whos afraid of th big bad wolf?haha.some rly immature ppl probably.WHY YOULD A WOLF BE BIG AND BAD?!oh bad.padi fields in indonesia.chortle.CHORTLE.GO ON!!CHORTLE!
helllo this is parrot in my hair, the one and only, Stay Puff Marshmellow Man. POLO'S! I love my Polo's. They are minty fresh like a hookers vagina on her first day of work. satisfaction. MEXICAN JUMPING BEANS ARE DANCING IN MY FOOLAFOO. COZ.....ITS INSANEEEEEE INSANE IN THE MEMBRANEEEE INSANE AND I GOT NOT BRAIN. Oh. Deary............lets see. whats fat, black and white with heels? ummm..TRANNY PANDA BEARS!(hee hee.)
i want to return to the land of mushrooms and join peggy and her happy dancing days.HMM.is that possible?no.everything is a avalapalavavalapalava.this is budgie in my curl btw,what a notorious icon of the 80s she was.yellow.i dream of budgies born in my curls.my mother cries into the tea towel.but not the one with the picture of new zealand on.no.she never cries into that one.two happy eggs and blank pickles stare at my with sad water eyes.*WAIL*.
anyway.so it seems everyone is just waiting for this cursed week to be over.hurry hurry hurry like the weetabix in my tummy!
oh jodie.