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Yes Ma, TopRamon is fine

but i also needasmoke :(

blah,to be home.

dude.

I CANNOT FIND MY FUCKING E-BOOKS I HAD A BIG COLLECTION I WAS JUST ABOUT TO START READING BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I HAVE TO GO LOSE THEM RIGHT WHEN I DECIDE TO STOP PROCRASTINATING FUCK BULL POTTY
quoting from S's blog:


And my heart is a-beating and my soul is air
And my face is a little bit locked in your stare 
 
 
whatever can get more beautiful?

if you want a word

ill give you
'shuor'.

story of our lives.

in college library, pandering bruised hopes (or, pumping them up for no good reason) using lame tarot readings as a means.

this is us, deal with it.
"Will i be able to rest my head in his collar bones, and breathe in peace?"

&

"will my warm, sweaty hands find his magical fingers without hers in between?"


OMMA-GOD.

BECAUSE i have to write more because somebody just asked me to, here it goes. sudfhgldlfrweiujtsklhfkjsdg jhsdfghsdgsghdsa
AND HERE IS THE SOMEBODY APOLOGISING FOR MY VERY STONED FRIEND...! YES WE ARE PATHETIC BUT HEELLOOOOOOOO.... WE ARE STILL REAL.... YOU DONT KNOW SHIT..! BLAH@!
^

lameeyebrowwomansucks.

SWEATSHIRT<3

WHAT. we might just have some things in common, ok. stop saying 'enter me' and let me in on you, plez?

sdfdg randomtypinizsocoolz

no but really, if i had to invent a word, it would totally be sdfdg and everybody would have the liberty to pronounce it as they please but there would have to be ONE SOLITARY meaning that it carries. NO double meanings and confuzzlating ( hail me, i did it again) bullcrap like that. i'd make sure the rules of grammar relating to the word be so rigid that it is made punishable by law to mess around trying to have pun with it.(chuckle) the world could do with words less annoyingly confusion creating tools of language. how do you even frame sentences without pissing at least one person off by at least a milliunit of pissedness in a group of as few as five people? tell me its not just me, tell me you too feel this urgent need to slaughter words, ever so often?

(oh and if you knew me, you'd also know how much of a rat's ass i give to these confusions created and that i just needed something to rant about)

also, please tell me there's some heavy discount on ebay on because i seem to be doing real lousily at the 'getting a life' business. nothing seems to be worth the price it comes for. bleach (is the new blah).

OH GUESS WHAT I GAINED 6 KGS SINCE THE BEGINNING OF COLLEGE AND NOW IM HEAVIER THAN MYMOM SO WHOEVER WANTS TO VOLUNTEER TO SHOOT ME MAY HURRY UP AND RAISE THEIR HANDS.
*hysterical fit of hair-pull-tear*

ok so today was weird. it was exhausting but ossum because the hillplace rules and silver rings give me this weird high when i earn them without having to spend. better not ask. :D
i drew something AWESOME yesterday. it wasnt brilliant execution nor amazing concept butbutbut it makes me feel littlegirllike, like like the acousticdreams time? yeah hehehehelolz.

but i really dont like this college yet, maaaaaann. i swear im consciously pushing myself to stop being judgemental but its JUST NOT HAPPENING because EVERYBODY and EVERYTHING is so fucking FUCKED UP IN THEIR VERY OWN SCREWED UP WAY (which is just sad, each of these ways), that its not even remotely putupable anymore. others dont know nor care about my existence so that doesnt count. everything makes me act pricey and my bipolarity seems to be acting up more often than usual lately making me a horrible person and a hugeass bitch to everybody.this place, its just not me. it is turning me into oneofthem. and that's exactly what i have always been terrified off. OMMAGOD.

i want me old people back, thegoodol'virtualfanboys and the others. 'the others' are a weird assortment of people i love who probably have no idea about how the rock(ed? D:) my world. i want sneha and i want LD and i want pujita and i want chiquita and i want dadu and i want santosh the iron guy ( OMG HE'S GOT MARRIED! *HEARTBREAK*) and i want priyankadi and i want priyankakumar and i want senjuti and i want SHOMBIT!OMMAGODYAS and i want the madwoman sitting at the 45 bus stand turn and i want dhruvaghosh. i want the lovely, lovely IM. geography teacher<3>momdadokyesthemtooarghdfhgd. i want worldview and that obscure little pond along the nondescript goli opposite JU.i want abheek sinha. i want my bed my oink my deem bhajasohnoimgoingtocryohnoOHLOOKAPINKTUTU? i want deeganto i want the occational whiskey at midnights and i want to text you asking you for the time and let you guess how drunk i am. im not sure why but i think i should stop.


please bring the old me back i feel like this mutated version of a dysfunctional foot of a retarded alien.

MOST IMPORTANTLY, WHATEVER FUCKING HAPPENED TO MY HAIR? I WANT OLD HAIR BACK THIS IS PATHETIC AND PLEASE FOR FUCK'S SAKE STOP BEING FAKE, PEOPLE. this is the most jumbled up piece of rantshit i've ever pukedout on this page.

why the fuck does mad have to rhyme with sad, re?

ps: picture of the day:

because it made me smile when i needed to and its about to make me reiterate my love for the gay gardener.
I LOVE YOU, DEAR DARLINGEST GAY GARDENER!
<3