TODAY IS THURSDAY! (Duh)

Begin of blog song: Colourblind- Art of Sleeping

     I should be doing Spanish and math homework, but instead I am here, with you guys, my inviso-huminoids, I know try to hold back your tears of gratitude will ya? I am also supposed to be painting my nails, why? Because I said I was going to do them from Sunday evening and I still haven't, that's why. Anyhow, ramble ramble ramble squawk squawk squawk, Ummm yeah.

  

     Tomorrow is picture day! I'll take a picture before I leave so y'all can see how fucking fab' I look ;) *winkie face* uh, My hair is an asshole, like a total mutha' fuuka' but what can I say. I've been swearing like a pirate from since last night. Honestly what the hell is wrong with me? I use to have the WORST potty mouth back in the sixth grade and kicked the habit pretty quickly. Now here I am once-a-fucking-gain with the same bullshit! I apologize to my many non-readers, and will stop this rancid habit once again, just for you guys. Because I know that if you're reading this you're one fancy beast, and I find that attractive *winkie face*. Ew.
     Anyways, I think I am going to maybe leave now, maybe? No? Okay, I'll stay a bit longer. Um, haha I like to "joke" around with my friends a lot that I am a roaring lesbo, and I put quotations around the word joke, because who the hell knows if it's a joke or not? I f*cking don't! (See what I did there? I censored my words, just for you babe) but who cares either way? No matter what your preference is, or sexual orientation is, you deserve to be happy and loved and I support you and am here for you 100%, just so you know! Also, that doesn't just go to the whole gay/bi people etc., it goes to anyone struggling or dealing with something they feel is too big for them to handle on their own, I may not be much besides a crazy creepy internet baby, but I am here for you and so are many other people. I don't know, sounds like a lot of crap eh? But it's not, I know what it's like to feel that terrible loneliness, I know that feeling of not being able to handle shit on your own and breaking down in your room at night, I know that, and I know it sucks. So speak to someone, you have someone in your life that cares about you. And if you don't then you fucking have me love, and I'm a freaking rock star! Ignoring the rockstar comment this is always true.

End of blog song: Everything's Okay- Lenka