I feel like shit.
No, there's not anything you can do to make me feel better.
Not unless you've got a hand gun and weak morals.
Did everyone have a good Christmas? I got...
Makeup.
Incense.
Keyboard, mouse, and speakers.
Pillow.
Anime game.
Aquarium simulator.
And Audrey got mouse toys and fish.
I wasn't gonna put this next blog up, wrote it in with old pen and paper since my computer wasn't accessible but I guess I will.
I've got tears on my cheeks and blood on my lips. Your hands grip my hips, and you know how I LOVE IT.
And not one of those presents under the tree is for you, baby. Not one.
