I made you look.
Besides I only hate like...35% of you and that's in the morning.

I'm bored so you should, IM me, throw tomatoes at me, help me paint my cat pink...

Now that my depseration is over I'm going to entertain myself with this.

If you can't use it properly in an argument don't say it, spray it, yes that means gizz.

If my stuff seems a tad too colorful to you, it's not the work, you're on LSD, Timothy Leary slept with you.

If you got that, come here because you're awesome.

You should all know I think my mom is reading this over my shoulder so I'm going to do this right now with purpose. GINAGINAGINAGINAGINAGINAGINAGINAGINAGINA GINAGINAGINAGINAGINAGINAGINAGINAGINAGINA GINAGINAGINAGINA

No response, guess that means she wasn' reading after all.

If you watch porn till some time in the morning, can't get a date, play video games too much, can name all the characters in harry potter, congratulations, you are either a middle aged man in his parents basement or my friend.

If you use this as myspace...don't comment, I don't like you.

If I'm actually as pathetically bored as I was when I started this, I'm going to go to the movies with my stuffed bear, Bruce Babalabadou, as company.

If I feel more pathetically bored, I'll make you all some crappy art and stab next week with knifes on my calendar.

If you have a doll, I will teach you the kety to having them grow into geniuses, instead of having them listen to Beethoven in their sleep, have them listen to potter puppet pals and Pokemon theme songs.

I just discovered deviantart recognizes Pokemon as a word and capitalized noun, but does not recognize deviantart as a word.

I think I'll end this here.