Your home of self-indulgent tripe.
Dear Journal, IDGAF.
Reader beware… you callously manufacture the scare!
Popularity Contest: the Game
Nyanyanyanyanya… (repeat ad infinitum)
Charles in charge.
Unless you’re into dick jokes, of course.
For me, a love-hate relationship. For him, a blissful ignorance of my existence.
Behind those kind eyes lays the dormant heart of a coldblooded killer.
I probably won’t put this one in my portfolio.
A hey yo to the heavens.