Fucking migraines are a bitch. And no, you can't make a bad joke out of that because my grammar makes it IMPOSSIBRU.
Life is complexicated. Had yet another lovely person use me. He was a great guy, and is, but needs to grow up enough not to block me out of nowhere because he suddenly decided distance was a relevant factor. Sigh.
In other news, I'm friends with an amateur pornstar, he just needs to reach the big one-eight. ...god DAMN he's hot. But he's also ANOTHER thing...
He's gay.
Oh well. I scarred him for life anyhow. Accidentally sent him a...photo...meant for someone else. I burned his eyes. I MIGHT LOOK GOOD, but I understand. I'd never want to see one of my female friends nude. I'd never purposefully show a gay guy how I look nude. I was SO embarrassed because I felt bad. I did NOT mean to scar him xD I don't look bad at all, but it's just the whole, sexual preferences thing.
I bought myself something today. Fucking artist pencils. Gawd yes. I may, just may, try and start on that Alien drawing again...that is, IF I can find a good neck reference. Everyone loves the head so much that I really do wanna work on it.
Also.
POKEMON. X. Y.
Not my idea (Dyonisus, the true mew), but still...now I want a 3DS.
Xerneas. <3 amazing.="amazing." and="and" are="are" both="both" br="br" fennekin.="fennekin." i="i" iamme.="iamme." want="want" why="why" yveltal.="yveltal.">
Fucking Iamme. It's a damn fennec like Iamme. Not a fox-cat, no. But a fennec fox. Big ears and lanky, PLEASE let one of the evos look like my girl. I will...flip the fuck out in joy and buy a 3DS off the Team Rocket Market.
Anyhow. I should le nap. My head fucking hurts. But I'm manic. Hmm.
Umm. Hmm. I wish my damn ulnar nerve injury would back the fuck off. It keeps getting aggravated again and again.
...wow, for once I just deleted what I was gonna say. I'll ask google that question. ...eh, oh well. It'd have been funny though. I bet you can poke a baby with anal beads.3>
Sigh...this mania bothers me. I wish I didn't have mixed, manic, or depressed moods. I want to have a non-bipolar mood. I'm always balanced on the right part of the teeter-totter...
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- Anzel
- If you can't handle cold truths and blunt facts, step away. I use this blog to speak my mind, and will put down every gruesome detail in order to do it. You've been warned.
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