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A warning first. My fiancee is Pennywise the ******** Dancing Clown. (Yes, I know he doesn't return to the Earth for another two years. No, he's not ******** dead. HE WILL NEVER DIE!)
Haven't heard of him?
You know those things that went bump in the night, those shadows on the wall?
Those were all him.
He's been around a very long time (I like older guys. They're more mature).
So, my point being that if you try anything funny, (hah-ha) his pale and death-like hands will be on your a** (literally) before you can say motherflippingnipples.
Thank you. I appreciate your understanding.
Hello there. You are expecting me to write out my very soul in this small box of text, aren't you? Unfortunately, as you may learn, I am far too fascinating for this text box. I am far too alive to be restricted to this little box. My living essence is far too powerful to be confined to this minuscule space. But hey, friend-o, I won't leave you disappointed. Here's a little bit of advice. Leave your computer, laptop, phone, technical device, right now...and go and look outside. Revel in the beauty of nature, revel in the knowledge that right now we are the only presently known living beings in this universe, revel in the fact that human beings are capable of creating a screen made of light that reflects this very text box. Go and ******** live your life, that's right, YOUR life, the life that you could live outside of this lighted screen. In the time that it has taken me to write this, I could have thought up a scientific revo-lu-tion. In the time that has taken you to read this, you could have discovered the cure for cancer. So don't worry about me. Go and worry about yourself.
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Ahh well...pretty much just random s**t..nothing personal..lol...
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