One Hand, Two Hands, One Foot, Two Foots
god, i feel like i have so much to say lately. its hard to get me to shut up all the time about something or the other. you get me started and i can shoot off stories for hours now! its insane....
but then i come to this page. i sit and stare at it for an hour, not even talking to all the people IMing me, and just sit here and stare. i have no fucking clue what to talk about or even what i WANTED to write about when i decided to open livejournal to begin with.
god damn, drugs are bad
but then i come to this page. i sit and stare at it for an hour, not even talking to all the people IMing me, and just sit here and stare. i have no fucking clue what to talk about or even what i WANTED to write about when i decided to open livejournal to begin with.
god damn, drugs are bad