Glance 271
You know, it always comes as a surprise to me when people just go on and on about pets they get. Sure they're wonderful but they're animals. The only reason why you'd have them in is to stop the ticking. And to admit that you can't get a roommate. Everybody's talking about cats or dogs. Whatever happened to fish for Christ's sake, or reptiles. That's a fucking easy set up. No fur.
Fall's coming up. Fuck. I don't think I hit the beach enough.
Oh and while time was moving like an old snail, I forgot to say that I've been here for two--two--years. For some of you shitheads, you talk about it like a vacation. This sure ain't prison, but it's no cakewalk either. Vampires, werewolves--viral and magical, smug ass magicians, ludacris shinigami, pigmy gods, full-of it-devils, batshit angels, booty short space women, nightmares, vicious strangers, immortals, curses...unbelivable bullshit. I've seen and heard a lot of bullshit in this place for two years. If you don't agree, you're obviously missing a few braincells. I'm owed alcohol and a shitton of gratitude because I still have my sanity. Do your part. Say thanks, Elle and give me reasons not to be cheerful.
At home I'm probably missing and legally dead. What does that matter though? That shit hit the ceiling...
Fall's coming up. Fuck. I don't think I hit the beach enough.
Oh and while time was moving like an old snail, I forgot to say that I've been here for two--two--years. For some of you shitheads, you talk about it like a vacation. This sure ain't prison, but it's no cakewalk either. Vampires, werewolves--viral and magical, smug ass magicians, ludacris shinigami, pigmy gods, full-of it-devils, batshit angels, booty short space women, nightmares, vicious strangers, immortals, curses...unbelivable bullshit. I've seen and heard a lot of bullshit in this place for two years. If you don't agree, you're obviously missing a few braincells. I'm owed alcohol and a shitton of gratitude because I still have my sanity. Do your part. Say thanks, Elle and give me reasons not to be cheerful.
At home I'm probably missing and legally dead. What does that matter though? That shit hit the ceiling...