myeviltwin

I need to buy a new mouse. this one is fucked.

so now is the part where I get some anxiety about hangin' with the family tomarrow. I'm looking forward to the food, but they're insane. and I get asked all the same questions, like "when are you going to take that thing out of your lip?" and " are you still making guitars?" ( not giutars, I respond, just really nice cases for them. they'll never learn....), and "how many more tattoos do you have?" and "when are you going to get married and settel down and have kids and become NORMAL?"
AAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and all the while I'll just eat my food and make their little ones see how cool I am and make them want to be like me when they grow up!



have a good one kids!!!!!!

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