DUMP

I think it’s high time I’ve written anything at all.

I don’t do this very much anymore and it’s stupid.

So I’m just going to stay here and keep writing until something interesting comes out.

Pretzel is scratching his face.

I’ve always wanted to scratch my face with my foot.

Then again, I’m fucking crazy.

I’m some kind of bestiality weirdo who has a crush on Simba and many other animated creatures.

Wtf.

 

I don’t know a damn thing about the government, or who runs it.  I don’t know a damn thing about anything.  And you know, I could really care less.

I am extremely apathetic, and it’s not bothering me. So suck it.

*yawn*  I’m so tired.  Maybe it’s because it’s 5:00 in the morning.

 

I love Chris so much.  It must be illegal for us to be apart for more than three months.  We’ve got to get back together…=/

oh i’m just too tired to do this now.