perfect standstill

Thursday, March 16, 2006

our dear ken is having her ass glued beautifully to the stairs and eyes to the damn screen. she has absolutely no concern at all for her wonderful friend upstairs, who in this case, happens to be boring herself to bits.

v for vendetta is good, like quite, at least
im honestly damn tired now and im randomly random again
my eyelids are like weighing a ton this very moment
geor is like eternally chained to late nights man, pass me the keys someone pls

worked like bananas today and every inch of muscle/fats on my back are crying for help. suddenly, i feel 30 yrs older. hmm. on a second thought, i dont think i'd like to know whats gonna be of me 30 yrs down the road eh(ok, random peanuts again). im sure it wun take much of ur brain cells to know why i fear the thought, unless u dont quite know me at all. then again, who really knows me well enough anyway?

in a world of deceptions, i'm the cream of the crop

xoxo
11:48 PM