I am such a chilled out soul, I want to call my blog 'Such a chilled out Cow'. Except that I will not.
My days are locked in this merry go round schedule. Round and round and round and round and round and round and round...you get the point, right? I'm walking through people and pissing a couple off, but I don't care no more cause you ain't noone to blame me for the busy in my life, Shawty! Geddit?
I love kids. I really do. Kids love me. They really do. Stopyourtrainofthoughtsrightthere. I am too young to be a pedophile. OKAY?
All I do all day long is play a track on loop. That's my way of fooling myself into believing that the day won't end and will continue to play itself on loop. Talk about convenience, bitchez! That reminds me, CAN I DATE MY PLAYLIST BECAUSE IT'S THE ONLY THING THAT HAPPENS TO READ MY MIND RIGHT? Can I?
When I learn to drive, I'm going to make sure I drive my car while under a shower because I like the way how car wipers work. The way they move their booty, it's so beautiful and full of drama.
I have happy in my life and I have funny in my life and I want you to listen to Sweet Disposition - The Temper Trap from 500 Days of Summer because you must.
My life can haz meaning. Does yours? DOES YOURS? TELL ME RIGHT NOW.
I like typing in block letters. It just looks neater and funnier. Hee hee. Bye!