This is here because it has a lot of comments. And it makes me look cool.
ADD ME, AND I WONT ADD YOU BACK UNLESS YOU HAVE A BIG COCK. THIS GOES FOR GIRLS TOO.

It's friends-only, kinda. ROFLOL.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/_communism.

Haha. Pretty much.

You shouldn't rely on the internet to know whats going on in my life.

If you're a friend, then call me. Later.

YOURE A FUCKING LITTLE BITCH ASS FAGGOT. YOU NEED TO GET LAID. PLEASE. DO NOT TALK TO ME UNTIL YOU HAVE FINISHED THIS TASK.

I'm definitely going to miss highschool when it's over.

That's why I'm going to party every fucking day.

AHOY!

Stop going through my computer and looking at all the websites I've been through. Get a fucking hobby. Go fishing. Read a book. Please. For the love of god.

I am going to make love to Paul Hamm and his Brother at the same time, while recording it on a tape recorder. So I can hear their amazing voices.

John Galliano is the fucking man. There are no words to express how amazing he is. It drives me nuts, imagining where he gets his fucking inspiration from. John Galliano is a fucking pimp. I am going to be him when I grow up. Except I won't look so much like The Artist, formerly known as Prince.

ITS TIME FOR A DIY HAIRCUT. I've calculated the amount of free room to walk about in my bedroom. It's a whopping 4.5 square feet. GG JONES SODA BOTTLES.

gg jetlag D:

all i have to eat in this house is shrimp crackers.