I need some person or thing to access the part of my brain that has some ideas and then have that person or thing transcribe those ideas onto this word document so that they are conveyed in a clear and concise manner.
Or if I could just stop fucking procrastinating I’d do it myself.
I’m not a risk-taker. I don’t normally try things outside my element, including food that wasn’t cooked in front of my face. I’m no daredevil either. I’m not one to attempt skydiving, or even rollerblading. So, when I fell off a cliff, it was a huge surprise to me. The intention wasn’t to…
I chopped off my hair and now I look eight. I don’t care, my hair sucks anyway.
I can’t believe it’s another Truthful Tuesday al-fucking-ready.
I read the grand jury report for Jerry Sandusky and now I’m sad and angry. Those poor children (well, now they’re adults). Seriously that guy is a sick fuck and fuck everyone who didn’t do anything about it, stupid fucks.