Random Thoughts 14

Dear Penis,
I don't think I like anymore,
You used to watch me shave,
Now all u do is stare at the floor.
Oh dear Penis,
I don't like you anymore.

It used to be u and me,
A paper towel, and a dirty magazine,
That's all we needed to get by.
Now it seems things have changed,
I think that your the one to blame.
Dear Penis,
I don't like u anymore.

!!!!!

 

I'm surprised you haven't already. When you do, it'll be a good one... that I'm sure of.

 

I hope so, but you'll never know, maybe it's gonna be another 2 girls 1 cup dream. Oh the horror. o.o

 

Let's hope not...

I hope she's the naughty little red riding hood and you get to do things to her that cannot be stated on here... *crosses fingers*

 

Yessss.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be in the shower, soaping myself while dancing to Kylie.

 

*Saves in memory bank* ...alriiiight!

 

I wish I had a nanny like Mary Poppins.

 

I never knew you had a fetish for Mary Poppins. Tsk, tsk, bad Stof!

 

Agh! I still can't find that effing nail clipper!

 

I hate it when there's not much to eat in the house. We have to eat pasta with ham. But that's like painting without a pencil.

 

You mean painting without a brush?

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Can I scream? Yeah!
We lack the motion to move to the new beat
We lack the motion to move to the new beat

It's here for us to admire if we can afford the beauty of it
Can afford the luxury of turning our heads
Adjust that thousand dollars smile and behold the creation of man
Great words won't cover ugly actions - good frames won't save bad paintings

We lack the motion to move to the new beat. Yeah!
We lack... motion
When the day is over - Hey! - the doors are locked on us
Money buys the access - and we can't pay the cost
And how can we expect anyone to listen if we are using the same old voice?
We need new noise - new art for the real people

 

Or a brush, you can also paint with a pencil, atleast in Holland.

 

I'm looking down at this mess that you've made
And I can't believed that I'd stayed
So unhappy for so long
Where did I go wrong?
I've got to get out of this
My hand is on the handle
We're leaving everything behind
Good-bye for a lifetime

 

Tomorrow better not suck.

 

From next Saturday night until January 2nd, I'm not going to be sober for one minute.

 

I am so going to be fucked up on Thursday. Warning everyone now.

 

I fucking hate the Steelers as well, so it's a lose lose for me.

 

*sigh*

 

Math test tomorrow. Yay? Not really.