my birthday is coming up soon... i could spend this entry bitching that i have no one to celebrate with, but instead i'm going to spend it discussing something close to my heart.
my ribs.
i remember my ribs. when i was younger (ok, like five years ago) they stuck out something awful. i looked like an etheopian crackbaby, and i liked it. i believe my diet requires more amphetamines, less fried chicken, as if i don't stop eating that delicious ambrosia, i'm not gonna have ribs that stick out anymore.
and honestly, how am i ever gonna get girls, then?
ps: no, i don't really have an eating disorder. ok, not all the time at least. um... if you want to be one of those weird internet people that buys other internet people presents, these would be nice.
my ribs.
i remember my ribs. when i was younger (ok, like five years ago) they stuck out something awful. i looked like an etheopian crackbaby, and i liked it. i believe my diet requires more amphetamines, less fried chicken, as if i don't stop eating that delicious ambrosia, i'm not gonna have ribs that stick out anymore.
and honestly, how am i ever gonna get girls, then?
ps: no, i don't really have an eating disorder. ok, not all the time at least. um... if you want to be one of those weird internet people that buys other internet people presents, these would be nice.
quijybo:
ethiopians have/do crack?
hel:
what you wanna play?