Ok. Things, life, situations cannot get any stranger. Well, they could but I would have to inhale a large amount of drugs to get to that point. My children love me (it's their job - even when I'm a complete twat), women like me on an ethereal plane, men love to tell me their inner secrets. Things are coming together - like a little animal orgy (just think of those little hamsters in stockings and suspenders).....Oh, the joys of being Goth.
No wonder that I'm as fu*ked up as I am. I always worry about everyone but me.
Anyway, I have strayed from the path of good once more (well, the path was a little bit fragile to start with) - friggy diggy!!
I have returned to the country I spurned and it welcomed me with mayonnaise covered, outstretched arms.
For Goth's sake, can I do nothing right?
Once, it would be nice to just....... be.
Looking on the bright side - oh shite, there isn't one. After Eight mints are my only distraction - sad but true.
4am, wide awake when I should be asleep. Gaaaaarrgh. (when I wrote this, not when I posted it - I can get pissed with the 'best of them' but haven't figured out the time travel thing yet)
As for you that thought that I couldn't post when I was busy....ha ha, just a time of the month thing!! Grew hair and had to howl at the moon so it was a little difficult typing but I'm back to sub-normality now.
a luego,
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
ps if it's your connection I'm using - tough - get the encryption sorted you muppet
4 comentarios:
Is howling at the moon a must-thing for you Goth god?
Weirder, Master?
Try After Eight mints dipped in mayonnaise.
Howling is not required but it does make your sexual partner feel good - unless you are howling before they touch you - in which case, they feel bad.
Minky -> will not dip my After Eights in anything thankyou. Except, if I wasn't a virgin, may be tempted to dip them in the tunnel of love ;-)
As if being Goth wasn't good enough, you have to be a virgin as well?!
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