Butterflies and Knives


So, my friends have all died, and it's pretty much national skip school day tomorrow, but only for our school. And I'm going anyways, for the slight chance I might run into someone there...  Because I'm lame; it's just how I roll.
I seem to have started a blogging trend. So it seems. It makes me happier than waking up to chocolate chip pancakes. 
My lucky guitar pick is chillin' beside me. The scary white alligator grins up at the computer screen, saying hello to you all in a very friendly and reptilian way.
One person has died from an overdose of fishsticks, slash being eaten by a puddle. So I assume. The inflatable butterflies may have gotten her though.
And another has been murdered by her pet pig named Frederick, who happened to pass on the H1N1 virus. Although it truly is her fault, because she was the one who had to go to mexico. -Rolls eyes-
And it seems my internet decided to flicker in and out of existence; in mourning, me thinks.
Oh, why is such false death such a reoccurring thing today? I'd prefer if everyone stayed alive, figuratively and literally.
I have a very intelligent question. If you were on the moon, and forty two aluminum clad llama's decided to sunbathe at three in the afternoon, would you go blind?
Tell me what you think!!!
Thank god I'm pretttttyyyyyyy. That was music, in case you thought vanity had melted my brain. 
I have recently (as in within the last 3o seconds or so) decided to become a Madame. I think it's the music in the background. I will wear leather bustiers, wear elaborate, ripped and sperm stained petticoats, high heeled boots, ruby chokers and a feather tipped whip.
I told someone that, with less detail, and she responded with
"Leather bustiers?! You want to be like... Oh my god."
So, I'm pretty sure that's my future career. Unless I get my taxi driving license. 
I'm not sure people have Madame's anymore, anyways. They got replaced with pimps, pretty much. So lame.
I suppose I could always become an elementary school teacher. It's pretty much the same thing, except you're dealing with smarter people.

I think I need it to be friday. Please and thank you. 

OH! Happy day! Someone has risin from the dead due to a mystical potion created in peru!

No. Way. The other is now alive now. This potion must be pretty epic stuff.

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