"Quietly open my eyes, but I never see anything."
Every now and then I get this problematic urge to bite something, but right now all I have are some chocolates. They're far too feeble and do not satisfy the powerfully weird desire. Where does this kind of thing come from anyway, and more importantly, should I bite my arm? Better yet, why hurt myself when some of you just have to be masochistic freaks, right? ... haha, j/k.
I definitely need some kind of facial lotion. You know, something designed for the face and not whatever non-scented/smells like crud lotion is currently sitting in my bathroom. Basically, my facial hair is tough and rough and is constantly attacking me from the inside. It's an incessant menace!
Ugh! 5:50... still at work... wishing for head to explode.
Teenage Russian Girl
"Honey of honey a little more!!! And chocolate... for the soul."
I definitely need some kind of facial lotion. You know, something designed for the face and not whatever non-scented/smells like crud lotion is currently sitting in my bathroom. Basically, my facial hair is tough and rough and is constantly attacking me from the inside. It's an incessant menace!
Ugh! 5:50... still at work... wishing for head to explode.
Teenage Russian Girl
"Honey of honey a little more!!! And chocolate... for the soul."