I said I wasn't going to blog tonight...
But, your phone is gay. I'm sitting here restless another night. There is nothing to do. I'm glad one of us can find some type of peace at night. I hope I'm not like this for the rest of my life, lol. I'd hate to be up all night forever. Sadly, I only got two hours of sleep last night. I'm kind of in an okay mood. I'm happy we cleared up whatever it may be.
So, what am I going to do? I don't know. I guess I'll go watch a movie. Just my luck. I had The Dark Knight all bookmarked and ready to watch it on another night, now it's taken off. I just found a great copy of the movie last night. Well, fuck. I guess it's not meant for me to watch a movie. You know what? Fuck that, I'm going hunting. Brb.
FOUND ONE!
Bitch, I'm just too hood for the internet. That has nothing to do with what I'm about to say, I just wanted to say it. Honestly, I don't even know what I'm about to say. It's kind of odd how I can just randomly type without thinking about what I'm typing or what I'm going to type next. it all comes out as fluent as me speaking. Maybe I should use this program that I have to show you how it looks when I type. Okay, you see how fluent this shit comes out when I type. It's no break in what the fuck I have to say. Lol, I'm sure you're not even reading this as I type it. I think I'll make a GIF of this. Yea, my bad. Lol. You might laugh when you see that big ass pause. Anyway, let me stop this recording before it gets too big and shit. Hold...
Eh, I hope this shit turns into a GIF right. Lol, the program is freezing up. If it doesn't work, I just did all of that for nothing. Which means you're probably reading my blog like "what the fuck is this nigga talking about". Wait, I feel a violent outburst. This is reserved for Mars and Mars only. Okay, proceeding. Bitch nigga, I don't give two flying fucks on a Sunday morning what you think when you read my blog. I will break a champagne bottle across your forehead and stab you with the neck of the bottle in your chest until it looks like spaghetti and then play with your blood like silly puddy. Bitch nigga.
Eh, alright. I'm going to go watch this movie now.
But, your phone is gay. I'm sitting here restless another night. There is nothing to do. I'm glad one of us can find some type of peace at night. I hope I'm not like this for the rest of my life, lol. I'd hate to be up all night forever. Sadly, I only got two hours of sleep last night. I'm kind of in an okay mood. I'm happy we cleared up whatever it may be.
So, what am I going to do? I don't know. I guess I'll go watch a movie. Just my luck. I had The Dark Knight all bookmarked and ready to watch it on another night, now it's taken off. I just found a great copy of the movie last night. Well, fuck. I guess it's not meant for me to watch a movie. You know what? Fuck that, I'm going hunting. Brb.
FOUND ONE!
Bitch, I'm just too hood for the internet. That has nothing to do with what I'm about to say, I just wanted to say it. Honestly, I don't even know what I'm about to say. It's kind of odd how I can just randomly type without thinking about what I'm typing or what I'm going to type next. it all comes out as fluent as me speaking. Maybe I should use this program that I have to show you how it looks when I type. Okay, you see how fluent this shit comes out when I type. It's no break in what the fuck I have to say. Lol, I'm sure you're not even reading this as I type it. I think I'll make a GIF of this. Yea, my bad. Lol. You might laugh when you see that big ass pause. Anyway, let me stop this recording before it gets too big and shit. Hold...
Eh, I hope this shit turns into a GIF right. Lol, the program is freezing up. If it doesn't work, I just did all of that for nothing. Which means you're probably reading my blog like "what the fuck is this nigga talking about". Wait, I feel a violent outburst. This is reserved for Mars and Mars only. Okay, proceeding. Bitch nigga, I don't give two flying fucks on a Sunday morning what you think when you read my blog. I will break a champagne bottle across your forehead and stab you with the neck of the bottle in your chest until it looks like spaghetti and then play with your blood like silly puddy. Bitch nigga.
Eh, alright. I'm going to go watch this movie now.
15 comments:
You are SO disgusting.
But I've already told you that <3
lmao.
good one, jay.
http://westlandsleep.com/
Stacey, shut up and you'll be next.
Adina, lol! I was expecting you to quote it anyway.
Ki....................... :|
whoa, you are dark[/peter from Family Guy]
:)
nah, i don't want mars to get her pantied in a bunch.
;]
you said you were gonna rip out my eyeballs and stick them up my ass if i didn't comment?
oh, okay
Jay, you need anger management, sweetface.
Ki!
Omg!
I SWEAR I DIDN'T SAY THAT!
UGH.
LMAOOOOOOO!
CHILL OUT.
Adina! LMAO! Mars is going to kill you.
China, I love you faggotbitch.
Mai..... :|
Niiggaaaa, spell panties correctly and maybe you can fuck with me!
Get on my level, hoe.
-hops on yahoo to kill Adina via internet.
"Bitch nigga, I don't give two flying fucks on a Sunday morning what you think when you read my blog. I will break a champagne bottle across your forehead and stab you with the neck of the bottle in your chest until it looks like spaghetti and then play with your blood like silly puddy. Bitch nigga."
=]
Thank you Jay.
Made my day <3
mmhmm
nigga, you know that shit was a typo @ mars.
ol' pie faced hoe.
i love you tho. ;]
ICanMakeItBetter Entertainment xD
Random ass shit.. Gimmie the link to The Dark Knight, nagger.
"Bitch nigga"
is that your favorite phrase or some shit.
And no I didn't type that.
I copied n pasted.
SERIOUSLY though. I did.
like... scout's honor and shit
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