... What should I do with a few strips?

P.S. It's pink.

Well

If you haven't seen any of my posts after I leveled up two days ago (which you should read right now), I've been almost a complete cynic. It's just me I guess, but I really need a break from all the shit I'm doing. It has been beneficial though, as I'm more able to speak my mind more and be an overall helpful user.

The story I wrote some time ago titled Friday has been updated and has become a prologue. Chapter I, Part I is in the works, but with only a small part written and a title still in the works, it will be a while with life putting it on delay. I have decided the genre of the book: Horror fiction. It just begins... Softly.

...Is out of stock. What the fuck, man? I was gonna buy that! Now I'll just have to settle for the new Kenstar shirt.

EDIT: Kenstar shirt ordered.

That's fucking dandy. You guys (blakemo, ertys, etc) commented on my news posts from July (or something) to now, but you guys don't say a word about the lyrics I can put down. I mean seriously...

Couple of other things. First is the bathroom light has been out for a few days, and haven't bought a new one so I have to use the bathroom in the dark ecause we have to go to Home fuckin' Depot. Ugh.

Second is that it's fucking hot. Not outside, but hot in the apartment. I'm literally in 80 or 90 degree heat in the winter. I wish I had shorts on.

EDIT: People are posting IN THIS FAIL TOPIC even though my post literally defeated the thread subject.

All alone in this world
With nobody to love
I'm in a ball, curled
The world gives me a shove

And I cry out for help
But nobody is there
I wish I had someone
Who could be right here (right he-e-ere...)

(Chorus)
My life is a story full of pain and sorrow
Filled with so much hate and anger
I only wish that tomorrow
This person would keep me from danger (keep me from da-a-a-a-anger...)

I can't see
Past the skyline
In the city
Without a mine

I have free will
I know what's real
I try to be chill
I know the deal

More hate and anger
Less time for play
Nobody to keep me from the danger
I'll eventually have to pay (to pay, to pay, to pa-a-a-ay...)

(Chorus)
The story of my life is tragic
With a family that doesn't show much love
There is no object that is magic
But maybe someone who won't give me a shove (like the rest of the world, like the rest of the world...)

Is there someone out there
Who could undo what's been done?
I'm always living in fear
Of those who abuse and shun

All alone in this world
Giving up because I feel weak
Feeling like I just hurled
Losing my mind, becoming a "freak"

I couldn't say less
But I could say more
All the time to confess
No time for fun anymore (for fun anymore, for fun anymo-o-o-ore...)

(Final chorus)
Never one to speak
Always one to listen
Sure I'm meek
But with it I glisten

Story of my life
A tragic tale told
Don't care if I get a friend, husband or wife
Just want someone I can hold (just want someone I can hold, I can ho-o-o-old...)
(End of final chorus)

Unfrosted (bewb) cakes
Frosted (albino uniboob) cake
THE CAKE IS NOT A LIE!

I enjoyed the delicious cake like I did my birthday (Nov. 29th).

P.S. The cake says "Happy Birthday Brandon"

... And see the abstract? It's beautiful.

My food. *nom*

And my birthday is only two days away! Oh shit!