gnargnar

so with all this energy that I am not wasting on sex I decided to make a butt flap. so when i am shreddin and I fall on my ass the flap will cushion the fall? anyways I don't know if there is a secret way to make one, but I am just going to go for it. itz gonna have T.I. lyrics on it. from the song "no matter what" that shit speaks to me.

this morning I was getting onto Bookcase for going on all these lame dates with lame dudes (from my perspective, I mean I have never met them but they sound lame) and I understand that she is bored up thurrrr in the mountains, but I mean seriously, Imma pretty fucking bored in the suburbs. so she was all like "well you should go out with cyber or american eagle or something" and was like "d00d, american eagle sux, so why would I waste time with him, AND cyber totally doesn't sux, so I would love to hang out with him EXCEPT I WOULD TOTALLY END UP FUCKING HIM!" Bookcase seems to think that I have enough self control to hang out with an attractive boy/girl/whatever and NOT fuck their brains out. She is delusional. I am not comfortable enough with my celibacy to be around attractive people without trying to have sex with them. she is, and kudos to her (except for the lame-o'z she is wasting her time with), butt I am certainly not. thats why I am trying to use my sexual energy krafting, sk8ting, and masturbating, so that maybe one day I will be comfortable enough with my no sex rule that I can hang out like a normal person. butt for now I will continue being a dorky, creepy, totally pathetic recluse. and I like it.