Tuesday, July 22, 2008

  • my stomach is of an estimated size of a basketball, and technically that is not possible, but for me, i'd better not say so. i have been eating massive amounts of food. it's frightening it's strange it's eery - you're supposed to be feeling tingles right now up your spine. - nonetheless, once again, i dramatize everything. if only my brain was the size of a baskbetball: maybe it is... just that it's lacking ingredients inside to fill it up

    apparently, everyone says life gets hard for them when they try to shut me up. this, purely shows that i am one not to ask to keep quiet because that would be a task that is as hard as.... trying to make a wall crack, if you get what i mean. i do lots of things with my mouth. i can twist and turn it, i can spit water out like a fire engine- far far far away, i say agnes says it's kind of like how pee appears to be coming out from a guy, and i can never stop my mouth from staying still.

    = and because you know it is totally possible to date someone you never agreed to date and it's perfectly normal to assume you're dating someone without even asking the person.

    i shall not swear i shall not swear

Comments (1)

  • fatloaf

    Su, stop making me feel bad about my tummy it's like... A hot air balloon.

    IT'S HUMONGOUS, really. I don't even know how to work the flab off.
    I NEED MEDICAL ATTENTION.

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