crayne

Found out that my most recent ex has moved on. It shouldn't phase me, but it does.

Fuck emotions. I want to become a robot with cool laserbeam eyes and a good dental plan.

That way I'd never get my heart broken again. Unless some little bitch from Kansas decides to take me to see a wizard, but I can tell you right now I won't be having any of that shit.

Her and her little dog will be reduced to smoking heaps of melted flesh by my laserbeam eyes.

Hah!