That could have been wicked awesome.
Here's some music to scroll by. This song encapsulates the point of this post so you better fucking listen to it!!!
Hello hookahs! I've missed you all this week. I have been very limited in the time I can spend immersing myself in the loveliness of my blogroll, and my dear snatchfaces that I have become so attached to in the past few months. I have decided that with all the stresses and general clusterfucky-ness of RL these days, I need to laugh. At myself. Alot.
Yes I do.
I have been taking life way too fucking seriously these days, and have lost sight of my inner need to make a joke out of just about everything. I can't function if there is no humor in my life, so I've decided that in honor of Velociraptor Awareness Day I need to remind myself just who the fuck I really am!!! I need to poke
At least they suck up human blood.
So let's just take moment to step the fuck back, and laugh at ourselves shall we? Life is too goddamn short to walk around stressed out over every little thing that gets barfed up on us everyday.
I hear having herpes sucks.
Yep. I'm a total pussy lover.
These chicks know gheyyy when they see it.
I'll part with some encouraging words. No matter what life suckerpunches you with, don't forget who you really are. That is one of life's greatest tragedies. We lose sight of ourselves in the hustle and bustle of the daily fucking grind. Let's not let life kill us.
I wanna be this fucking bug.
Let's grab life by the short and curlies!
We say who, We say when, We say how much...
** I'm fully aware that Velociraptor Awareness Day is technically over. I don't really give a flying fuck.**
At least I don't have herpes.