Loathesome Garages.
How fortunate for me. I have fallen victim to the day to day lifestyles of cleaning a garage.
It's so intriguing to just lead these wondrous little day to day lives with. If only I had a girl that could bitch at me all through the while. Other than Michelle, she's Bruce's bitch.
I'm listening to Insane Clown Posse right at this moment in time. I don't know why.
I just like this song for some unexplainable reason.
Let's go all the way.
Ain't nobody left out.
Everybody gets to go.
It never really works that way.
Not everybody gets to do everything ever.
It never ends up anything close to that.
Some expierence some things, others expierence the wonders of other things.
Comprised together with this mix and match setting we create our all encompassing society.
And ergo we receive the rejected putrid filth of the wrong mixings.
Never no sickness, no sickness.
Nobody has to die.
Everyone has to die.
If you don't die, the world would stop functioning.
I hope for the day the species goes extinct just to shut everyone up over the fucking desire of immortality.
It's a crash and burn cycle.
The stars have done it throughout the eons.
We aren't going to be the ones to fucking outwit it.
Sadly enough I don't really know what I'm talking about.
I don't know why I'm talking about it, really.
But I don't really care.
I'm going to go change the song on this little mp3 player now, and let you all revel in the wonders of my monstrousities.
That means you, Monica.
You sexy fuck toy, you.
Haha.
Twice you've been mentioned! Feel special, bint.
Adieu.
It's so intriguing to just lead these wondrous little day to day lives with. If only I had a girl that could bitch at me all through the while. Other than Michelle, she's Bruce's bitch.
I'm listening to Insane Clown Posse right at this moment in time. I don't know why.
I just like this song for some unexplainable reason.
Let's go all the way.
Ain't nobody left out.
Everybody gets to go.
It never really works that way.
Not everybody gets to do everything ever.
It never ends up anything close to that.
Some expierence some things, others expierence the wonders of other things.
Comprised together with this mix and match setting we create our all encompassing society.
And ergo we receive the rejected putrid filth of the wrong mixings.
Never no sickness, no sickness.
Nobody has to die.
Everyone has to die.
If you don't die, the world would stop functioning.
I hope for the day the species goes extinct just to shut everyone up over the fucking desire of immortality.
It's a crash and burn cycle.
The stars have done it throughout the eons.
We aren't going to be the ones to fucking outwit it.
Sadly enough I don't really know what I'm talking about.
I don't know why I'm talking about it, really.
But I don't really care.
I'm going to go change the song on this little mp3 player now, and let you all revel in the wonders of my monstrousities.
That means you, Monica.
You sexy fuck toy, you.
Haha.
Twice you've been mentioned! Feel special, bint.
Adieu.