[Six.]'s diary
I just can't motivate myself at all "/
my passive aggressive behaviour must be giving me a tumor
the horrifying sound of the cackling echoes around a room of silent hatred
bubbling
boiling
you pitiful fool
"Glenn, you're the nerdiest gay I've ever met"
Thanks Jake.
Thanks.
Haha.
Oh Jesus I think I puked.
Cribs!
I'm sure you've noticed, I'm letting you into my life.Well, here is my bedroom.
This is where you'll find me, fapping my bollocks off to FSN.
:]
Or harrassing someone I don't really like, and or, sometimes, RARELY.
Working.
just noticed, Rosy is on the screen <4
Dr Pepper.
Booze.
Remnants of what I've eaten today......yea
Very few of my books.
Paco Robanne <4
& My corset patterns.
Oh!
And the little skull cup is Mrs Tony.
She got attacked by Sylar and now I drink from her brains.
MR TONY!
Mrs Tony's long suffering husband.
He suffers with anorexia and has a bridge piercing.
Clothes are everywhere.
More booze.
My super uncomfy sofa and N64 :D
Ironing board.
Wardrobe.....n
Well, I guess my tripod is!
Well.
This is where all the magic happens.
Hahahahahahaha
Only spent the night with one boy in this bed.
The one boy who took it's virginity.
The one boy who's allowed anymore :]
<3
He kept me up all night.
Snoring.
Talking.
Moving around.
Hogging the covers.
I love it.
It's the cutest thing ever.
My leg in pj's and the shit tip that is my floor.
I'll clean it one day.