dear flow of water like wine or traffic diary,
it is time to blast off to the bath again. i ain't gunna dress up or nothin, but i am going to wash my hair because- and i would have already told you guys this but the fucking grid blew up and i think that somehow cuntface was behind it, but that's just me, (i really did think cuntface shut my blog down until i found out everybody had theirs shut down and then i felt retarded which is how i am supposed to feel) anyway, at lunch last night at work last night, when we was takin a break last night, i spit out my window and it landed IN MY HAIR. omg. everyone laughed- except me- because obviously it was not the least bit funny. i was glad it was just spitty spit and not a hacker spit or worse, a seven kinds of cock mouth- genuine whorespit. there's a topic for another post. now, i have to dive into my porcelain masterpiece- my lover. i'm making the snake suffer in the shower til i feel like looking at her again.
it is time to blast off to the bath again. i ain't gunna dress up or nothin, but i am going to wash my hair because- and i would have already told you guys this but the fucking grid blew up and i think that somehow cuntface was behind it, but that's just me, (i really did think cuntface shut my blog down until i found out everybody had theirs shut down and then i felt retarded which is how i am supposed to feel) anyway, at lunch last night at work last night, when we was takin a break last night, i spit out my window and it landed IN MY HAIR. omg. everyone laughed- except me- because obviously it was not the least bit funny. i was glad it was just spitty spit and not a hacker spit or worse, a seven kinds of cock mouth- genuine whorespit. there's a topic for another post. now, i have to dive into my porcelain masterpiece- my lover. i'm making the snake suffer in the shower til i feel like looking at her again.
