[punk this, bitch]'s diary
*sigh*
It's times like these I wish I were a cat or a dragon, hmm wonder why?
Here's a clue, starts with the letter 'B'.
Wine, Cranberry Apple cider, another type of wine
vodka (straight, apple, some berry)
Kiwi Strawberry cider
Chill two hours ahead. Watch the clock. Pour into 'glass, cup, mug' sometime in the last few minutes.
shout at the top of your lungs:
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
chug the drink(s) until empty
then have a good ass time!!
I was tripping out earlier over a bit of cookie dough, but the sweetness was too good to ignore
*jumps up on the roof and shouts*
I have a sweet tooth!!!
I just know I did something earlier that's going to confuse the hell out of me later *slices a skanks neck open* damn street pollution get worst every year.
You never saw anything *rips out your spinal cord* Cool so that's how it's supposed to look!!
I found out something not so much as shocking, more like amusing and __________. But it's alright now *grins like a maniac* the future scenario seems much more promising.
Mean people have babies that look like this:
