I'm mildly emo right now. I'm not sure why.

Not emo as in sad, but emo as in like, apeshit crazy. I am emo enough to air guitar all over my room. Except that's not emo, that's just stupid. It's always nice to be delusional once in a while tho, which I do a lot. Delusions are kinda my thing. I pretended that I was in a punk rock band - it's probably because I can't get that goddamn "Sugar, we're goin down" song out of my head. It's playing on repeat, hmm apparently for the 51st time now (Itunes). Goddamn I suck.

You know what else sucks? My boobs. THey give me back problems. They're also excessive.

I'd make a good dude, I think. If it weren't for my tits.

cohesiveness is overrrated. Streeeam of consciousness.

I shall end with a quote:

"You know what the Amazons used to do? They used to cut off the right breast, so it'll be easier to reach. These are the types of people you're dealing with." - David