i don't know what the fuck to do. feels like i want to write something but i don't know what...what do you call that? no dramatic descriptions of my feelings....just sum it up with i feel not so perky.
figure something out. just put on ur green skinny jeans and insepration will come!
a ferrets is a ferret, no matter how much it seems like a weasel. if only i could say the same for people.
And if all else fails, find some purple skinny jeans to alternate.
I'd feel perkier if I could get into skinny jeans of any color.
- Pat Nelson Childs
"bringing strong gay & lesbian characters to Sci-Fi & Fantasy"
I'm a strictly bell-bottoms person.
I only like skinny jeans if they are the stretchy kind but I don't think you really care. Writing...hm. Well you sort of did, I mean you wrote somthing right? You should write a song or somthing about moving to a new city or somthing I don't know.
Come Josephine in my flying machine
Going up she goes up she goes
Balance yourself like a bird on a beam
In the air she goes there she goes
Up, up, a little bit higher
Oh, my, the moon is on fire
skinny jeans make me look too girly. even men's skinny jeans. its kinda depressing.
I radiate music from my core.
Cripes, I'm neurotic to the point I'm not able to wear shorts, let alone skinny jeans.
Send not to know for whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.
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