March 2012
Data is now my desktop background. No reason to ever change it again.
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You know when you’re masturbating and you are almost about to orgasm but you keep holding out so you can keep feeling that sensation before the orgasm for as long as possible? Well, I’m doing that with this apple fritter, but in my mouth. I don’t want to swallow it and I don’t want to finish it. It tastes like an orgasm.
Smelling like gingerbread everyday is the only reason to shower now. Smell my pits, they’re delicious.
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Someone, buy me stuff with your hard earned money because I have none, and I probably won’t have any for a really long time.
February 2012
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Going to touch your glasses to adjust them, then realizing they aren’t there is like putting your hand through a black hole.
Oh, and not to be all personal on the internet (like I care), but I actually have orgasmed from a sex dream. I mean, I woke up wet and throbbing even. That’s why I have so much devotion to this idea.
I’m going to stop masturbating so I can try and have more sex dreams. Last night I got to make out with someone I really want to fuck, and it was so realistic. So I hope I can get lucky tonight.
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Started a drawing and now I don’t feel like finishing it. Maybe I will tomorrow. Should really teach myself to force myself to do things.
Eye contact feels so wrong.
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Today’s tough decision: Do I want tacos or not?
I smell like gingerbread.
Holy fuck, my dreams. Not even real life is that detailed.
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miserable
I woke up knowing that I am fucked up. I’m sad.
The longer my hair gets, the less often I wash it. I also only comb it when I wash it so the knots are getting really huge. Maybe I’ll do something about it tomorrow. Maybe.