Haha.
Hey Journal.
"Whatever."
I've been so bored that I actually go around and give communities advice.
"Nerd."
Hell yeah. And you're a bigger nerd for still talking to me.
"Bleh."
I knew you'd say that. But, anyway.
"..................... Anyway what?"
I dunno. Hey, you remember that girl I was talking about... er... Brenda?
"You mean Winifred?"
No, Brenda.
"Yeah... Winifred!"
B*R*E*N-
"W*I*N*I*..."
I hate you.
"Feelings mutual. Anyway, what about Winifred?"
About Brenda, yes, well... I really like her.
"Mm hmm? *yawns* What's new?"
I dunno. I feel really weird today. Like... a mixture of happiness and hyperness.
"It's called excited dufus, now what are you EXCITED about?"
I don't know. I have no reason to be, but I am. Really. YAH!
"... Twisted."
I really like Brenda.
"I understand you like Winifred, but how long have you known her?"
I've known her for ages but we didn't always like eachother. We always fought and stuff.
"Did you ever punch her out?"
NO!
"Oh, yes, she punched you out."
No, she just... pinned me down. She's a really good wrestler.
"Good, hope she kills you."
If I go you go too.
"Crud."
Anyway, I really like her.
"Yes, I heard the first five hundred times."
Yeah, but I really really like her. She's so weird.
"And... you like that?"
Yep.
"Do you love her?"
*No comment*
"Is she marriage material?"
No.
"I'm sure she'd appreciate your thoughts."
Just because she isn't marriage material, doesn't mean I won't marry her. When saying she's not marriage material, I just mean she's not your stereotypical *peachy keen* darling.
"So... you like psycho killer wives?"
No... just weird girls. Like... depressed, angry, psycho *DOH* sort of... laughs like a maniac but can get really weird, like sucks my blood, bites my veins, talks about opening my skin and eating at my arteries, talks about killing me, then goes really weird and sits in a corner and doesn't talk - then strips off all her clothes and runs down the street screaming "THE END IS NIGH" then chases school children and old people in slow motion with a knife, then screams at the top of her lungs in the middle of the street because she accidently squashed a slug and screams in fright when she hears a cat meaowing and climbs up a tree then threatens suicide even if its just a few feet up, screaming "I'LL DO IT! I'LL DO IT!" and is more into exploring your mouth then really kissing you and rips your back open with her fingernails when you make out and pretends to melt when I open the curtains to let the sun in and goes to sleep on top of the blankets to keep them warm and draws pictures of teddy bears killing eachother then goes to the store and tries to set the banana's free screaming "RUN! RUN! YOU'RE FREE NOW!" and drives slowly by the sidewalk following some stranger, looking at them with a *possum in the headlights* expression then speed off laughing crazily and drives slowly around the streets screaming "WHO STOLE MY BOYFRIENDS GUNS?" And then drives away with a number plate that says "It Was Me."
"You retard."
Yeah.
"Whatever."
I've been so bored that I actually go around and give communities advice.
"Nerd."
Hell yeah. And you're a bigger nerd for still talking to me.
"Bleh."
I knew you'd say that. But, anyway.
"..................... Anyway what?"
I dunno. Hey, you remember that girl I was talking about... er... Brenda?
"You mean Winifred?"
No, Brenda.
"Yeah... Winifred!"
B*R*E*N-
"W*I*N*I*..."
I hate you.
"Feelings mutual. Anyway, what about Winifred?"
About Brenda, yes, well... I really like her.
"Mm hmm? *yawns* What's new?"
I dunno. I feel really weird today. Like... a mixture of happiness and hyperness.
"It's called excited dufus, now what are you EXCITED about?"
I don't know. I have no reason to be, but I am. Really. YAH!
"... Twisted."
I really like Brenda.
"I understand you like Winifred, but how long have you known her?"
I've known her for ages but we didn't always like eachother. We always fought and stuff.
"Did you ever punch her out?"
NO!
"Oh, yes, she punched you out."
No, she just... pinned me down. She's a really good wrestler.
"Good, hope she kills you."
If I go you go too.
"Crud."
Anyway, I really like her.
"Yes, I heard the first five hundred times."
Yeah, but I really really like her. She's so weird.
"And... you like that?"
Yep.
"Do you love her?"
*No comment*
"Is she marriage material?"
No.
"I'm sure she'd appreciate your thoughts."
Just because she isn't marriage material, doesn't mean I won't marry her. When saying she's not marriage material, I just mean she's not your stereotypical *peachy keen* darling.
"So... you like psycho killer wives?"
No... just weird girls. Like... depressed, angry, psycho *DOH* sort of... laughs like a maniac but can get really weird, like sucks my blood, bites my veins, talks about opening my skin and eating at my arteries, talks about killing me, then goes really weird and sits in a corner and doesn't talk - then strips off all her clothes and runs down the street screaming "THE END IS NIGH" then chases school children and old people in slow motion with a knife, then screams at the top of her lungs in the middle of the street because she accidently squashed a slug and screams in fright when she hears a cat meaowing and climbs up a tree then threatens suicide even if its just a few feet up, screaming "I'LL DO IT! I'LL DO IT!" and is more into exploring your mouth then really kissing you and rips your back open with her fingernails when you make out and pretends to melt when I open the curtains to let the sun in and goes to sleep on top of the blankets to keep them warm and draws pictures of teddy bears killing eachother then goes to the store and tries to set the banana's free screaming "RUN! RUN! YOU'RE FREE NOW!" and drives slowly by the sidewalk following some stranger, looking at them with a *possum in the headlights* expression then speed off laughing crazily and drives slowly around the streets screaming "WHO STOLE MY BOYFRIENDS GUNS?" And then drives away with a number plate that says "It Was Me."
"You retard."
Yeah.