seriously?
pretend friends!
electronic box explosion!
weak-sauce!
aaaaand,
still,
no other new news.
doo-doo.
butter.
simultaneously.
pretend friends!
electronic box explosion!
weak-sauce!
aaaaand,
still,
no other new news.
doo-doo.
butter.
simultaneously.
who likes moving?
assholes!
i am not an asshole,
and as a result,
i hate moving.
hard.
and it looks like i'll be moving into a fucking car,
instead of a house.
maybe i'll just quit my job,
and break out,
all in to the wild an' that......
for more details,
go to this place.
assholes!
i am not an asshole,
and as a result,
i hate moving.
hard.
and it looks like i'll be moving into a fucking car,
instead of a house.
maybe i'll just quit my job,
and break out,
all in to the wild an' that......
for more details,
go to this place.
berfday.
33.
word.
grey hairs? yep.
achy body parts. uh-huh.
hate in my heart. 2 sizes too small an' that, even.
yeah.
old.
hard.
at the same time.
33.
triple 11.
33.
word.
grey hairs? yep.
achy body parts. uh-huh.
hate in my heart. 2 sizes too small an' that, even.
yeah.
old.
hard.
at the same time.
33.
triple 11.
dear 2008,
you only added up to 10,
which is to say,
you never really arrived, and now you're leavin'.
too bad, really,
because according to my math, 2009 goes to eleven.
word.
you only added up to 10,
which is to say,
you never really arrived, and now you're leavin'.
too bad, really,
because according to my math, 2009 goes to eleven.
word.
y'know what might be gay?
blogging on suicidegirls....
i have almost no electronic pretend friends here,
and i don't participate in online grouphugs.
so i guess i'm gay, now.
except for the bacon shots, of course.
f* those tasteful alternative beauty pageantries,
i'm lookinn' for some savage splits.....
dear my anus,
sorry.
let's hope for a brokeback spitshine before the oh-so-deep dirty dickin'.
love,
albie.
if it wasn't for bad parents,
and the resultant attention-craving naked daughters,
my life,
in so many ways,
on so many levels,
would be a very different one indeed......
december can definitely chug it down.
blogging on suicidegirls....
i have almost no electronic pretend friends here,
and i don't participate in online grouphugs.
so i guess i'm gay, now.
except for the bacon shots, of course.
f* those tasteful alternative beauty pageantries,
i'm lookinn' for some savage splits.....
dear my anus,
sorry.
let's hope for a brokeback spitshine before the oh-so-deep dirty dickin'.
love,
albie.
if it wasn't for bad parents,
and the resultant attention-craving naked daughters,
my life,
in so many ways,
on so many levels,
would be a very different one indeed......
december can definitely chug it down.
no,
really,
december can wrap it's lips, to the point of tearing them,
all the way around a thick veiny slab....
chuggin' a fat one, ya'll.
gay. gay. gay. gay. gay.
5x gayer than november,
which was gay.
i'm sayin'.
really,
december can wrap it's lips, to the point of tearing them,
all the way around a thick veiny slab....
chuggin' a fat one, ya'll.
gay. gay. gay. gay. gay.
5x gayer than november,
which was gay.
i'm sayin'.
november kind of rocks it.
and it also kind of eats it.
both at the same time even.
it's dark as shit all the time,
but it isn't snowing or anything awesome,
just doodoo colored leaves stickin' to everything.
november, ya'll.
as months go,
it's definitely 11.
in so many ways.
yeah.
as always,
the real big action gets recorded over at the truth-tellers spelling bee and beauty pageant.
word.
and it also kind of eats it.
both at the same time even.
it's dark as shit all the time,
but it isn't snowing or anything awesome,
just doodoo colored leaves stickin' to everything.
november, ya'll.
as months go,
it's definitely 11.
in so many ways.
yeah.
as always,
the real big action gets recorded over at the truth-tellers spelling bee and beauty pageant.
word.
