so, i'm back to listening to fort minor. its, so good. o_o i know none of ya'll care, i'm just sayin so that i can fill up this blog post. i'm too lazy to blog or read anybody's blog. just think about.
People blog bout' their lives. I mean, seriously, who wants to read it. shit, i'm ranting again. Don't ask me why i'm a different person online. It's just, i can't speak my words as quickly and as cool as i can real. Well, anyways, as i was sayin, tell me, who would wanna read a whole garbage of trash. It's a cool phrase. garbage of trash I don't even think you would wanna read any more than 6 lines of my shit. I just feel like running round the chicken man. Because the chicken man sells durain. Because he feeds the chickens with durains. Yes, with the shells. He feeds the whole. "Take the whole piece of shit in one gulp bitch" So says chicken man. Hello random story. It's like a rap. Just continuously writing shit. Teacher, i've got a question. YOU NO WORKIN MY HOTZ. I have no idea what that means.
I didn't really mean anything i say ^^^^ up there. Maybe abit. you decide.
Well, i wonder how it'll look like on the actually page, lmao. My blog posts are so much cooler. ;)
Why's everybody so petrified. WHY!? Cuz fort minor rapped it.
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huaiying: slow toad. :P lj: lol, hurray. it means i can cross dress, lol. joyce: i wear an underwear on my head, it's better. :D sophie: lol, yay pretty stuff. o_o yeah. kirb: lillifloss. phoebe: Understood, partner. ;)
