Efferlyefferson, all the movie theatres within reasonable driving distant are closing for renovations until May. Fuckishly fucking May for fuck's sake! This madness = no Zombieland/SHERLOCK HOLMES! Ass. I forgot about Sherlock Holmes. This situation just got ten times worse. As well, this means no Last Song or Dear John. This disaster keeps getting worse and worse. I'm also a little concerned about not being able to see New Moon, but uh, forget I said that...
My battery is low!
Today when I was making my way back to my locker after Math, I overhear Stephen, who's a little bit of a lurker/I don't know what, talking to his slightly mentally challenged pal, Jordan. Stephen was saying, "Bethany's so awesome. She actually talks to us." And Jordan said, "Nope. She's a witch." There you have it. I am a witch. So, don't fuck with me 'cause I'll avada kedavra you.
You're the one for me, you're my ectasy, you're the one I need!
Enough BSB lyrics for now?
If what I'm listening to makes complete sense to you, we should probably be best friends.
Devious Comments
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she asks for a love interest
and you give her a 500 year old retarded vampire.
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"When life gives you lemons, make orange juice and leave the world wondering how the hell you did it"
I AM SO CONFUSED!
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she asks for a love interest
and you give her a 500 year old retarded vampire.
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she asks for a love interest
and you give her a 500 year old retarded vampire.
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"When life gives you lemons, make orange juice and leave the world wondering how the hell you did it"
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