desidia

I'm really overdue on getting a new tattoo. I'm trying to get a classic sailor's heart that reads "Your Mom" rather than just "Mom".

anyone want to commision me for a painting? This'll kill two birds in one stone, new ink and some extra motivation to get back into painting.

I feel like masturbating on my webcam and getting zotted. okay, apparently you can't do that anymore but it doesn't mattter, i just ate ice cream topless and passed out, didn't even have a cigarette.

that pill conspired against me and weakened my resistance to gravity. all motor skills remained constant except those involving things being raised.

wait. that sounded wrong. I just meant standing,...
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I think I've been broken.
I do not wish to smoke or play videogames nor have I done so all day.

PS.
My lips hurt real bad

I could have sworn I had 8000 comments last night...

I wasn't drunk so it wasn't likely...well okay, I had a few, but that doesn't mean anything. now I wish i had cared enough to take a screen shot.

Home before one... weird

staying up all night at home is nothing new, but going out for under 3 hours is. walking home at 6 in the morning or crashing and not coming home til 4pm is much more my style, this is very new to me.

I'm eating a choco-taco and a hot pocket and to drink, a 44oz mountain dew medley.

... and...
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hmm... what to update... oh! I got it:

This may make me a freak, but I'm pretty sure I hate bubble tea... except for the cup which is awesome and I saved because it has a lobster and a super baby.

oh look. my dating profile came back. fancy that.

for some reason the romance and booty went away, probably because I HATE THEM

Drama is a horrible monster that lives under my bed. Usually I stay at home, playing video games or sleeping and when he pokes his head out I beat him with a lead pipe or stab him with my knife.

When I leave the house he comes out and plays and every time I come back home he has grown a little bit bigger. Eventually...
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In the forest, is a monster
It has done terrible things
So in the wood, it's hiding
And this is the song it sings

Who will love me now?
Who will ever love me?
Who will say to me
"You are my desire, I set you free?"

(Who will love me now?)

Who will forgive and make me live again?
Who will bring me back...
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I bought a friend a really late christmas present today, over two months late. Then I decided to keep it for myself.

I think this is why I don't have many/any close friends...


you can't blame me though, it was Napoleon Dynamite.