Internet = Fun Times
So... some guy I don't know messages me on Myspace. Apparently he's the frontman of some unsigned band from an unspecified area of the Unites States. I have no idea who the hell he is and so he messages me something about me and him being "together". Hmmph.
I told him that I was a transvestite and left it at that.
Compliments have been flowing my way quite often for some reason. Today I've been called cute and adorable (in appearance) by a guy friend who's had a crush on me for a while. And there were a bunch before today and so on. Yadda yadda yadda. I'll shut up.
I absolutely detest Hot Topic. I should punch myself in the face for shopping there today. Don't kill me, though, I didn't buy any wearable items. I bought a hardcover sketchbook with Avenged Sevenfold on the front. It's quite lovely and I do like it very much.
AND YOU KNOW WHAT?
I'm getting fucking SICK of these damn hormonal-driven teenage drama-emotion. "Cry me a river, I'll build you a bridge to get over it." (You can slap me for typing that quote)
Teenagers suck.
I'm done talking now.
I told him that I was a transvestite and left it at that.
Compliments have been flowing my way quite often for some reason. Today I've been called cute and adorable (in appearance) by a guy friend who's had a crush on me for a while. And there were a bunch before today and so on. Yadda yadda yadda. I'll shut up.
I absolutely detest Hot Topic. I should punch myself in the face for shopping there today. Don't kill me, though, I didn't buy any wearable items. I bought a hardcover sketchbook with Avenged Sevenfold on the front. It's quite lovely and I do like it very much.
AND YOU KNOW WHAT?
I'm getting fucking SICK of these damn hormonal-driven teenage drama-emotion. "Cry me a river, I'll build you a bridge to get over it." (You can slap me for typing that quote)
Teenagers suck.
I'm done talking now.

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