I didn’t mean to write a crack fic. It kinda just happened because I was writing a story at midnight and I couldn’t see or think straight. This is what happened:
On a planet not all that far away Kim and I needed to know the 11 Satanic Rules of Earth for our geometry project. As soon as we went on tumblr and found them pentagrams began to appear out of what might have been thin air or quite possibly cat hair; either way there were pentagrams… Then the pentagrams started turning into weird pastel colored potato shaped things and then morphed into CUPCAKESSSS. Kim and I thought they looked yummy and we both had one. Then we simultaneously started choking and died, which is why I no longer eat onion rings. Oh, and incidentally Kim had a pot roast in the oven.
Posted on Thursday January 19th
About me
I don't understand life.I've got troubled thoughts and a self esteem to match.
What's real? You can't find the truth. You just pick the lie you like the best. As long as you know everything is a lie, you can't hurt yourself.
She's a mess to say the least.
I am rock 'n roll at its fucking finest.
These photos are my middle finger to a world that refuses to listen.
Here's to the kids who's 11:11 wish was wasted on the one person who will never be there for them.
