Sunday, March 10, 2013

I THOUGHT ABOUT SUICIDE 5 TIMES WHILE THINKING THE BELOW THOUGHTS

Trying to decide which has a more fucked connotation: a person who dies from an incurable disease or a person who dies from negligence.

Talking about anything substantial seems pointless.

My friend's ex-girlfriend let herself go and now resembles the fuck child of Cruella DeVille and Oggy Doggy.

The world would be a better place if every person had unfettered access to a pair of tits.

Tiny men who wear white blazers...

Imagining my body being crushed by the giant boulder from Indiana Jones is how I cope while at parties.

Only black girls should wear animal prints.

Just want to die in a fire while children watch.

Battletoads.

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