Friday, September 23, 2011

instaounce is not instagram

do i feel like a shit head. yes. do i know why. no. does it really matter. probably. i'm no doctor. fuck it. i should be. instead i fucking scream like a child who has only one part of it's brain, as opposed to, say, 10 parts, or like, one-hundred-fucking-million parts.... 100,fucking,000,000 juicy little shithead selves. my computer can't keep up with my typing, so i have no idea what the fuck i am saying. it (the "computer") will let me know in about, umm, 20 minutes. until the...




shut the fuck up... and listen to this..... peter bjorn and john - lay it down






do you know how frustrating it can be when life does not hand you instant gratification?

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Now.

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Go

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WHAT!!!!! i don't have a fucking cyst... or maybe i do.

my boyfriend, wika, gave me this definition....


"A cyst is a closed sac, having a distinct membrane and division on the nearby tissue. It may contain air, fluids, or semi-solid material. A collection of pus is called an abscess, not a cyst. Once formed, a cyst could go away on its own or may have to be removed through surgery."
i have a lot of cysts, but i prefer to call them by their names, or just call them by a group name, such as. my friends.

i am such a zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

so i just kind of/totally LOVE i'm all about ... unfortunately, i found out that i had a cyst. a little cyst.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Toto can't climb this road hole...

TWO AM... It's the same as 2pm with the added stress and bodily fluids.
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