brightatnight

2 new bruises have emerged. This one is on my right thigh and it's as big as a baseball, and right under it there's a slightly smaller one. Fuck if I know how I got them, along with 5 other ones that are a mystery as well. Veganpunk says that I have to be the most bruised up person on this planet. Sometimes I seriously feel that way.
I'm positive I have a deficiency of some sort. Iron perhaps? Blah. Fuck Vitamins. They smell like ass.




Why do I love to fuck with people's minds? I know it's really not a nice thing to do, but I usually don't do it to anyone who seriously doesn't want to make me gag.
Some people do it for fun, I do it to express contempt.
I'm evil sometimes.