February 15, 2011

going under deep sea salt 11/11/10

dear diary,

im almost offended by the colored text. snot fair. i dunno how to do that. but, im happy in the black face font so i dunno, my massage seems to fill good spaces where it lingers with pain on the pages of the mindful units before me- my mercy that was indeed a most beautiful passage, one i do hope shall live forever in time lol, fuckit i don't care use whatever damned assed color you want bopeep i got new deep sea bath salt for my bath tub and ten new bic lighters and the thing about a sewing machine is when you turn a dial you haftaa turn the other dials too to match the first dial cuz if you just go turning one dial yer gunna fuck yer bobbin up now, AND YER GUNNA HAVE BOBBIN PROBLEMS, im just sayin, could you hand me the ashtray please, thank you, i forgot to get them toothflossers at the store you little bitch, start the dryer too while you're in there, WHORE, ok so what were you sayin? shut the fuck up? in red ink- or blue?