Protege Moi from /B/
/B/ is the only place that makes me want to kill myself.
I am seriously beyond scarred.
Today, I saw two things that made me wonder why I still visit /B/
1: maggots crawling out of a guys foot
2: Some guys teste hanging out of the ballsack
Why do people photograph these things?
In other news, I am no longer sick
I still can't believe it
It's been years since I got sick
Over 8 years, amelia doesn't remember me ever being sick
My dad is starting to get annoying
he constantly needs me
I have things I need to do
I am trying to help but there is only so much I can do
Some chick in Las Vegas hit on me the other night
it was odd
She wasn't my type and there was the minor little fact that
she lives in Las Vegas
Just like going to my neighbors house just 8 hours longer
strange conversation
I think my laser mouse is pulsing to the music
WTF?
zOmBiEs rule
I am amazed that I just wrote like that, take a picture, it probably won't happen again
I am tired, I should go to bed
I promise to make a long but well thought out post
not tonight though
any requests on the topic?
I have something in mind but
I may take it into consideration