grrrr agh piss die.
okay i'm not that mad. but there's something in the air recently... it makes me spew in incoherent rages, with or without reason.
like that senior citizen bitch today with the bad shorts. i was taking a break from work with maggie outside... the woman looked at us as she walked by. she did a double take, and the second time, she shook her head, right at us. oh poor fucking you. your world is falling to pieces because some girls have red hair or half black and half white hair, maybe a couple of piercings. WHOA. fucking OMG. and they don't dress in your UGLY SHORTS. fuck you. don't shake your fucking head at me.
and i don't think i'm going to be able to give your cat back, Imogen. he loves me now. we're running away together to vegas.
hm, maybe i shall drunk dial tonight. i never have before. it's my friend lisa's 21st birthday and so by common law i am required to keep up with her (or babysit her, i'm not sure which).
and i have to write a letter.... *gets out the smooching lipstick*
okay i'm not that mad. but there's something in the air recently... it makes me spew in incoherent rages, with or without reason.
like that senior citizen bitch today with the bad shorts. i was taking a break from work with maggie outside... the woman looked at us as she walked by. she did a double take, and the second time, she shook her head, right at us. oh poor fucking you. your world is falling to pieces because some girls have red hair or half black and half white hair, maybe a couple of piercings. WHOA. fucking OMG. and they don't dress in your UGLY SHORTS. fuck you. don't shake your fucking head at me.
and i don't think i'm going to be able to give your cat back, Imogen. he loves me now. we're running away together to vegas.
hm, maybe i shall drunk dial tonight. i never have before. it's my friend lisa's 21st birthday and so by common law i am required to keep up with her (or babysit her, i'm not sure which).
and i have to write a letter.... *gets out the smooching lipstick*
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undeadhead:
Alright, I admit it. I sent the old woman to shake her head at you. Mission accomplished, I guess. And don't go dissing the shorts...it's how I identify my evil clan of senior minions. Matching tops to come, budget permitting.
undeadhead:
Alright, I admit it. I sent the old woman to shake her head at you. Mission accomplished, I guess. And don't go dissing the shorts...it's how I identify my evil clan of senior minions. Matching tops to come, budget permitting.