May 03, 2010 04:45
Te.
^^^^that was apparently restored from a saved draft. What was I going to type that day? I don't know and neither will anybody else for as long as the universe exists. So suck it!
Anyways after a few Miller High Lifes in my belleh (aka: the champagne of beer people get with it) I am officially ready to shoot myself instead of finish this essay on the sociological evaluation of variations in the fucking countless stories relevant to the whole Cinderella saga thing. 5:00 in the morning. There are ants crawling on my feet.