True that. DOUBLE TRUE.
Lexi, I feel really stoned. It may be because I woke up at 7 am this morning. This is massive amounts of wrong. I've also been listening to 'Everything We Had' by TAI... religiously...along with Saosin's 'Voices'.
AUGH. MY HEAD KILLS. TAAAAKE THE PAIN OUT OF LOVE AND THEN LOVE WON'T EXISTTTTTTT. Thanks, Beckett.
Oh wait. Beep just came on. Awesome. I don't give a BEEP. HAHA, ATL. Suffocation, no breathing, this is my last resoooooort. "Cut my wrists bleeding? Dude, that makes no sense!" ♥
Staring at a compy screen does NOTHING for my headache, so I am going to sleep. Again. I will call you in...two hours. Well, if you're reading this, it means you're awake, therefore you KNOW when I called you. Augh, writing that killed the section of my brain responsible for brain tenses...or VERB tenses, you know. Good lord.
This icon is so appropriate for my mental situation. Let us imagine that each of those hilarious people is a nerve impulse. WOOOOOOOOO.
PAY ESS: NEW COBRA STARSHIP VIDEO BRINGS THE AWESOME. MINUS JAC. SHE BRINGS THE NEGATIVE AWESOME. BUT OTHERWISE...IT PWNS. DISCUSS.
Wouldn't it suck if you had to ram your head into a wall repeatedly to generate ATP?