Gimp-o-shopping an old drawing for 12 hours makes it look slightly nicer. I am way to broke and sober and hate everything and I'm not in my bed right now but i'm gonna make a choklit bananan shake and go hide down there. Power Bottom dance party tomorrow. which has no cover and theres no rule that say i have to buy drinks and i can bum smokes. RANT RANT RANT !!!!! I'm just jealous cuz the guy i used to like before i got my most recest pseudo BF didnt invite me to the sex party this month and I prolly wouldnt like half the people at it and i was s'posed to fuck this guy kevin but he is a lazier bitch than me and he never answers the phone and i could fuck this other guy Ron who stuck his finger up my butt at the after hours but I could just have sex with my pseudo BF instead cuz i already have a pet sex dork. wow... i just typed all this in to the automatic blogging aPP i have that simultaniously updates all 13 of my blogs. EVERYTHING I JUST VENTED IS A POEM (THUS FICTION) arty arty arty arty arty arty. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH !!! I really wish i had at least smokes. scream rant yell scream kick punch holes in the drywall. I'm gonna go hang out with Gingham2. First I'm gonna google until i find GEN, The lady who took my flame thrower after the FreakyNetVegas show last halloween and never gave it back.
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