this makes me feel great about my bad hairdays and bedhead, why wouldnt i want to parade around with a parade float on my head through out my day.
feeling like less of myself than usual, i haven't been writing which bums me out,
but i have been triflin' with you blogspot; with my tumblr, which is more constantly being updated with funny pictures at least, still without funny ramblings though.
this isn't goodbye.
just temporarily farewell.
6.13.2009
also completely related to the above picture;
i've been cheating on blogspot with tumblr.
i'm too cynical lately. i've lost interest in everything. i really wanna drink my weight, but once i have a drink in my hand, i don't care anymore.
dilemma.
better just hate on small children in outrageous outfits in the meantime.
i'm not friends with cellulite, or anyone associated with it.
i'm pretty verbally abusive. neither misandrist, misogynist, misanthrope nor malevolence; let's call it 'survival of the fittest' vs. pms.