So, it's 1 AM and my brain won't shut up.
What to do? well ofc, go on the internet and look at lolcats.
Its wonderful, that feeling before you type in your Google homepage. The keys that access you to any information or porn you could possibily wants lays under your very own fingerprints.
My fingers causally spread out, processing the undefeated legacy that is the mighty power of INTERNET.
...
Is it obvious I am tired?
Right. So, the title is basicly another kelly-rant about potheads and druggies.
Though I don't think I've ranted about them before, so I might as well now.
WTF!
Seriously, I get it, I totally do. Not everyone is lucky or is blessed or has optimistic karma, or even fucking feng shui, and we don't all have the blessings of certain things.
But I do know that we're all born into the same world which gives us all a fair chance.
Fucking sorrowing and moanin like some damn man whores who didn't get laid for a day won't damn solve any of your problems. Pick yourself up, take care of yourself, and don't feel pity or influenced by others.
I know life isn't black or white, but goddamn it, grow some breasts!
*as I hve mentioned before, the term growing balls is unastoundingly sexist to me*
im2tired to go on with this useless piece of shit of writing.
Potheads are funny though.
*giggles* i love when they talk about Justin Bieber's conspiracy theories.
peace out -
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