I’ve been driving around like a maniac, and went to our motorcycle shop, and asked my boss/dad if my baby ninja could make it cross county without over heating, and he never wants me to leave, but I don’t feel like working, and I haven’t been working much for the last month because I’ve been sick.
Sooo… Here I am, getting ready to leave the state, and Master Snoi says he fixed his car. We canceled our plans of him coming down from the army base for the weekend, but he was able to fix it.
He also woke me up first thing this morning with a phone call explaining to me that his friend, and him had a threesome after he left the last time, but he was black out drunk, and doesn’t remember, and he was only told this morning.
So, I went running off to YOU KNOW FUCKING WHO, and alllllll we ended up doing was fighting, BECAUSE SOMEONE FUCKING CANT JUST STAY OUT OF OUR GOD DAMN LIVES AND BOTHER HIM ABOUT EVERYTHING LITTLE FUCKING THING.
Just so you fucking know, HE REFUSES TO MEET SNOI.
And none of MIRAMAR’S and MINE’S real secrets are on here BECAUSE WE CAN’T TRUST ANY OF YOU.
I also looked him straight in the face, and told him that I was going to kill myself.
That I was sick of this.
What we are doing, is killing me.
Killing the both of us.
I have half a mind to just run away.
I’m so tired.
You all think my life is so great, and all of these people keep telling me that they want to be me, and I just don’t understand.
You all have no clue what goes through my head.
Of all the death I have seen first hand.
Of all the secrets that I keep.
You couldn’t handle my life.
So, please, do yourselves a favor, and leave me to my madness.
Would people be as comfortable buying meat if the date the animal was KILLED was displayed alongside the ‘best before’ date? Consumers should remember that meat is the dead flesh from a once living breathing sentient animal who didn’t want to die.
actually i would feel more comfortable. it would make choosing fresher meat easier. thats a very good idea.
when vegan ideas backfire completely
I want to know how they were killed too.
One of my professors told me that the most intelligent people are often the saddest and most depressed because they actually understand how shitty the world is.
My emotions right now.
I am really suicidal.
I’ve gotten so much anonymous hatemail, that I don’t even feel the need to respond to it all.
Happily ever after is only a click away<3
I got my third tattoo, and its the Japanese kanji for insane.