sippin on coke n rum

last night I was telling Bookcase about how I felt like I couldn't even leave the fucking house cuz I felt lyke I would just start humping the first attractive 8th grader that walked by me. she wuz all lyke "get a hobby bitch" and I wuz all lyke "fuk yew bitch". well not really, but she did mention getting a hobby. I do have hobbiez. lots of 'em. butt they don't help distract from my horniness they just aide in the softening of soft taco.

• reading - no matter what it is I will most certainly find something about it that turns me on, lyke a question mark or sum shit.
• crafting - no lie, I am so narcissitic that I get turned on by how hawt the shit I make is.
• sunbathing - I am laying half-naked in the sun glistening like a bronzed goddess, Imma gettin turned on just thinking about it.
• watching tv - yes this is a hobby, and duh fukin gossip girl turns me on.
• riding my bike - something in between my thighs equals horny.
• daydreaming - usually ends up with moi masturbating in Building C's bathroom. the one with the showers. cuz itz big, and usually empty.
  
• listening to musik - r.kelly is hawt.
• art - reminds me of this one time...
• sewing - this could be categorized with crafting, but I just thought the interesting thing about sewing that turns me on is the consistent IN and OUT of the needle. IN and OUT.
• drugs - duh. all I want to do is take a loratab and fuk for hours.
• drinking - duh again.

I dunno. those are all the hobbies we could think of, which makes me feel kind of boring. which is kind of turning me on.