(Friday, January 27, 2006)
it was the one armed man.
like bugs are attracted to lights, i'm obsessed with moving things that's trapped in a cube. anything at all. like every morning when i get the fuck outta my bed, i root my ass down in front of my computer and watch some pornography. or sometimes when i'm not in the mood, i'll watch mtv or some basketball video or some girl giving a lucky bloke lap dance. when you do that in the morning, it just offers a certain inner-peace that doesn't come elsewhere.
yes yes, tom, dick, harry, pam or paris has peace of some sort when they're watching porn but mine's not limited to that. you can just take away my monitor to television and replace it with an aquarium full of fishes (that moves) and i'll still be as happy. the view of having something strolling about the cube feels so good.
no, i'm not high on weed. or alcohol. just that i think it's cool to see things moving.
alright that statement wasn't downright convincing whatsoever.
oh my point is, wouldn't a 42-inch plasma tele makes porn so much better?
11:51 AM
that fucking traitor
liEw, 18 and since 2002, 270lbs, 5ft, brazilian chinese russian icelander hybrid, black eyes, short black hair, racist, antisocial, semi-alcoholic, ignorant, exhales profanity, black-poetry fanatic
