June 2011
May 2011
I'm very tempted to make a RP account. More or less involving my Saiyan OC.
Yeeeah, I dunno. Lame Ali is lame.
Put a ":)" in my ask and I'll answer these:
How old you look:
I think you’re:
I confess:
Kiss or diss:
Date or not:
You should:
Smash or pass:
What would we do in a room w/ the door locked:
Default rate:
First impression:
Your name in my phone:
Do I want your number:ok………………..ʕ°͡ᴥ° ʔ
3 pages and 650 words into this paper. Hell yes.
I’ll get started on the mini-comic right after this, and then clean up the dorm some. I need to get shit done, and as fast as possible.
Friday needs to come around sooner. Can haz my own bedroomz, prz?
Wrists. Are pulsing. With pain. Packing effin' sucks. Just sayin'.
Motherfuckin' Turles.
I have a paper due Thursday, and I’d like to start on it and work all night, but TURLES. ALL OVER MY DASH.
Unf. Turles, baby, y u no real? SAIYANS. Y U NO REAL?
/high standards and fangirling. NOT.
