If I were God-sized with God's eyes, what color would I appear to be?
I liked Jar of Hearts (until they overplayed it), but Chistina Perry's new song drives me fucking batshit. I love how 20-somethings can sing songs about how they've been looking for that "special" someone for "their whole life" or "forever" or whatever. Join the list. Get in the back of the line, fucker.
How come we get our eyes, teeth, skin, guts or whatever tested periodically but nobody ever gets their hearing tested. I wouldn't even know where to go to have that done.
MOG! Bring O'Grady's au gratin potato chips back!
If Summer is murder, then I'm a killer. I live for this shit.
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