I always wondered
why war still exists in the developed world… I mean, people should be intelligent enough to negotiate, right?
and then I realized… what better way to get someone to do what you want, than threaten to blow them up.
(I wish I could tell everyone in this world that I care about them even when they think they’re alone. Everyone’s life is worth something; don’t ever forget that.)
I want to punch people in the face.
Punching people in the face is a very therapeutic experience.
Reblog if you are a girl who likes girls.
Oh yes x3
Oooh, look at me, I’m blogging
Another fad? I figure I’m not going to be using this blog for much. I have one on MySpace, Deviantart… and now this. I wonder if everyone reads everyone else’s blogs, because I can’t see myself being all that interested in what other people are saying… and yet I created this so I’d have an output for what I have to say.
I don’t know why they call this “microblogging” if I can say as much as I want. Microblogging generally indicates limitations that I don’t seem to have at the moment; I’ve already written at least twice as much as Facebook or Twitter would allow.
So anyway, if you happen to stumble upon this, cool. Thanks for reading; you’re awesome and I hope you have a wonderful day. Evening. Night. Whatever it happens to be where you are.