Always so goddamn last minute. Fuck.

August 19, 2015

Somebody complimented my eyeliner wings.

Fed up.

そるじき な いじぇん じちゅだ。にねづり なんいも へど さんぐあん おっぷさ。


I just wanna roll myself into a fucking ball and knock out for this month. Or perhaps the rest of this year.
Fuck shark week.
Fuck everything.
Oh, just fuck me.

I don’t know, you tell me.