Tall, Dark, Handsome, Tattoos, Educated, Clever, Witty, Respectful, Humorous, Driven.
im none of these. and if i am, im shoddy at them at best. im in a weird state today, im obviously having my period or something. i dont even know why im writing in this piece. i guess i dont want to disappoint my loyal fans. that, or just let them know im a big, fat, creepy, scumbag. i really hope you dont read this thing anymore. im fucking retarded and id give anything to maybe have a little you and me time doing whatever. i love you the most, but i must confess that im putting other girls on the covers of all my magazines. i cut them out carefully and make strange collages with pictures taken from medical journals. when im done i put a date on them thats long gone so if someone finds them they wont know its me and make fun of some imaginary psycho. by this i mean bury them inside the cavity in my chest through the hole in my breastplate thats been there since august.
this last year i was pretty funny. 2005 killed my sense of humor and made me crazy. i think this time last year i recall having hobbies too. if you read this you more than likely agree.
someone hit me with a beer.
this last year i was pretty funny. 2005 killed my sense of humor and made me crazy. i think this time last year i recall having hobbies too. if you read this you more than likely agree.
someone hit me with a beer.