Uh, sorry for the previous post. I didnt mean for it to be taken literal. Death is a dirty toy waiting for us all at the end of this long dark hallway and it makes me curious sometimes. Read my monthly horoscope thingy today. All I can say is cancer is moving out of my charts for a while so no more such the LOVE SAP and leo is moving in so Ill be more focused on stuff I need to survive like money and food and these things. Thank Christ on a stick. Sometimes I let myself go until Im almost a limbless sack of guts. SO the best news Ive heard in a while is Bret Easton Ellis has a new novel out. Finafuckinly. I cant wait to get started. American Psycho was just WOW but the movie sucked the dust from rocks. Stupid garbage. Except that Chloe whats her face made for a very hot secretary. so some have asked if my set's been queued, yup, its been sittin there for a good while. perhaps i was bad and now i'm being punished. i did drink a bit of the devil's fruit punch a while back...My book is coming along solid. The first solid piece of work Ive managed besides that script since Ive been in the Big Ass. And my double decker sass sandwich of a woman, Saya, is coming up next week. I cant believe it. Hell yes, Im ready for some fine times. And there will be plenty of pics of us and toys and such ahahahaha. And were gonna see Willy Wonka together, hold hands and lick chocolate off of each others fingers. And thats all. I can think about. Right now. So bye.
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broadwaybee:
'Finafuckingly' BAHAHAHAHA
saya:
Yo.