However, speaking as a human that was narrowly spared being aborted I urge you to use birth control.
Please. I don't want to be alive.
No dreams to report. Just fighting off an endless supply of zombies and spiders and stuff. Typical creeping-horror dreams, very boring. My subconscious skimming off real life in which my husband is coming home in about 2 weeks and I'm feeling very doomy-doom about it. i.e. "No escape nor defense, sure to be painful, sure to end badly."
Shut the hell up, subconscious, who asked you?
He got a tattoo yesterday, for some reason that makes it worse. Dammit... *stalks off to some dark corner to growl obscenities*








I've come to suspect that you're dead.
This is not a happy thing.
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As Zookeeper of the Internet it is my responsibility to feed the trolls.
It's an ugly job but some one has to do it.
And don't forget to fave so more people can see your art ^_^
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I live.
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As Zookeeper of the Internet it is my responsibility to feed the trolls.
It's an ugly job but some one has to do it.
Thanks.
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I apologize for my english. I do not know it well ; )
<3 Poland <3
You're almost as bad as me..
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As Zookeeper of the Internet it is my responsibility to feed the trolls.
It's an ugly job but some one has to do it.
grats :]
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