Don't you quote logic at me.
Sarah: This song is so stupid. Who gives a shit if Nelly's stomping in his Air Force 1's?!
Dude: It's not a bad song.
Sarah: Yes it is. It's retarded. Who writes a song about SHOES? Why can't songs have SUBSTANCE like they USED to?!
Dude: Like back in Elvis days?
Sarah: YEAH! Elvis was awesome! Quality music!
Dude: Remember that song "Blue Suede Shoes"?
Tell us how you really feel.
It’s hard to make friends that don’t suck. To be honest, I only have a handful of friends I can trust. I took it for granted years ago, when I wasn’t really exposed to anything else. Then as I got older I started noticing how fickle people are, and now it feels like it’s impossible to befriend someone I trust without a doubt not to smile to my face and talk shit about me...
Scene is officially dead. Unfortunately, hipster kids have never been more popular. At least we’ll see less Hello Kitty shit. By the way Hello Kitty sucks. If it ain’t Pochacco or Badtz-Maru, then it’s not worth my time. Sanrio Surprises is probably the best store ever, still. But Hello Kitty sucks on ice. You know what, I gotta give the hipsters some credit. I haven’t...
Someone unfollows me?
kaylakouture: must not like girls..
Famous People With Schizophrenia
Because it cracks me up when people see shit that ain’t there. So I was going to repost this article I found about famous people who were schizophrenic. It’s kind of a heartwarming story, you know? Elvis Presley Croons To Preteen Mob As Cthulu In A Poncho Eating Bon-Bons Dances Through His Mind-that sort of stuff. That’s awesome. And then I actually read the article and was...
I'm a dick, and I care about me too much.
I hate starting sentences off with “i”. Even in journals and stuff it annoys me how self-centered I am. I think having no friends and nowhere to go for a long time made me that way. Every sentence I speak has the word “I” in it because I don’t know how else to relate to people. It’s disgusting. I wish that I didn’t care so much about me me me.
Stupid names for your child.
There is seriously a sad, sad group of women whose mentally challenged mothers felt it was pretty and totally not a dick move in any way to name them “Jazzlyn”. I’d rather be Shaniqua Boneequa-LaDeequa than Jazzlyn Smith.
I Stalk People On Facebook and Tumblr (A...
I probably stalk you. Yes, you. Reading this. It’s highly likely that if we’ve met, or I’ve ever met anyone who’s ever met anyone that vaguely remembers you from that one time you guys were in a class together, I’ve probably seen all your pictures on Facebook and know who you’re dating, because I’ve also stalked them. This is not a joke or an...
I had tacos today. Tacos rule.
They had the Taco Bell beef seasoning in them, with homemade taco shells and copious amounts of Tofutti sour cream and Tabasco, along with the usual array of taco decorations (lettuce, onion, tomato). I didn’t cook any of it. I didn’t even put anything away. I also didn’t clean up when it was done. I think it have it pretty good. Not that I wouldn’t have cleaned up,...