My last journal was a short story I wrote for a magazine.
FUcking pissed of a school again. How do oes anyone think they'll be good at anything if they only seek to approve of what they do, no IMPROVE it.
Seems petty now watching all the shit on TV. Every channel is the "shit on fire" channel.
The new Seraphim set seems like an old Frank Frazzeta painting, I like way too much.
What's cool is my girl friends digs the site, she melts over the girls, and wanting to get one like they were cabbage patch girls.....hmmm...maybe Suicide Girl DOlls, for young girls to aspire to? Hmmm.
I've got the brains of being corporate asshole, huh?
FUcking pissed of a school again. How do oes anyone think they'll be good at anything if they only seek to approve of what they do, no IMPROVE it.
Seems petty now watching all the shit on TV. Every channel is the "shit on fire" channel.
The new Seraphim set seems like an old Frank Frazzeta painting, I like way too much.
What's cool is my girl friends digs the site, she melts over the girls, and wanting to get one like they were cabbage patch girls.....hmmm...maybe Suicide Girl DOlls, for young girls to aspire to? Hmmm.
I've got the brains of being corporate asshole, huh?