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Kinda feeling mixed lately...

Ever feel that you don't need something anymore, but then you find yourself going right back to whatever that stupid thing was? Like a bad habit, I'm going back to old habits...

However, some are good. Those old habits included my almost long-lost happy-go-lucky self, my artistic views, and my love for women. Especially women with big knockers and a nice butt razz

I find myself smiling more, that's hasn't happened in a good while. Just smiling for no reason, it's better that way. Maybe I'm inspired, I dunno.

It's weird though, I'd recently had my girlfriend leave me. I felt I had to keep on participating in her activities and clubs, but since she was so close to my first Ex, there was no way. Hurtful, but me and her are still friends, we just havn't talked much. I especially don't want to strike a conversation with the she-devil of a witch, construct of a whore listening in, and quite possibly plotting an evil plot to humiliate me.
(My imagination is comin' back too, it's amazing)

So, let's see... I could focus on schoolwork, earn a damn good phd or something like that, make my famous movie and earn millions, get famous, slander the media and all their captive ways, burn a motorcycle, buy the united states and Russia combined, eat pizza, possibly get fat, (I'm a writer, it happens to every writer) and live a happier life; or, I can dwell on stupid things like girls who maybe wanted a bangin' (Girlfriend #1) or girls who I cared for (Girlfriend #2) or the one that dressed in the bunny outfit while I was dating both (Imaginated Girlfriend #483)

The only problem I seem to be facing is that I care. That just won't do, no sir. Mr. Badass is gonna make a come-back (Y'know, with all the girlfriend and sex jokes I been thinkin lately, that's kinda like a pun) ((My joke, no stealing, bitches)) So, I'm gonna do what's best: eat some pork while thinking of anti-christianity jokes, play Wow to further destroy my social life, and quite possibly look at adult rated materials which will look like a good idea at the time until someone barges into the room. Damn you, doors. I will knife doors in the back till they bleed maple syrups.

Say of the Day: Men need to have beer and to see somethin' naked. I have neither, and I'm quite insane. That a good enough clue, Scuzz Buckets?