At the least, I am a greatly irrational person. On tumblr, everyone was taking pictures at Danny[!]'s video shoot. And that's well and dandy. I'm really sorry that I couldn't be there. But wait!

And keeps on appearing.

And is still appearing.

And is now having guest cameo's on Von's tumblr.

Shit, nigga, I can't get through the tall grass?!

Welp. Deleted them all. It's just the internet. I still love them and junk, but there is only so much of his face that I should be forced to stare at. I don't have the energy.

And to be honest, if he turns up at any point while I'm in Georgia, sorry people, but I will abruptly turn around and leave. Peace out.

@6:04pm: He's there? Hands up. I'm done. Have a nice day everybody.
@6:30pm: Stop it guize.
@6:44pm: Come on guize.
@6:51pm: Please, guize. Put it back in the box.
@6:52pm: Guize. I'm gonna delete you all if you don't stop.
@7:20pm: Bai guize.
@7:23pm: I wonder if I'll regret that later? Fuck it. This life ain't bout no regrets.

Dudes that act like assholes to girls for attention outside of the 3rd grade.

Dudes that act like assholes to girls for attention outside of the 3rd grade.

DUDES THAT ACT LIKE ASSHOLES TO GIRLS FOR ATTENTION OUTSIDE OF THE 3RD GRADE. 


I had to say it 3 times just so that the would could understand how annoying it is to me. Listen to me carefully, world. That shit ain't cute past the age of 9. Give it a rest. It doens't make me want to be your friend any more. It doesn't make me want to not be in the same room with you ever. Just stop. 4SRSLY.

What kind of well to do female living in this modern day and age doesn't keep make up in their house? How does that even work? At this point, I start questioning a person's usefulness to humanity.

"Hey, so were you drinking tonight? Because I'm not sure if you should be driving if you were."

"Hmm? Huh? What was that?"

"Were you drinking?"

"Etz possibleh."

"1. You're not french. 2. It was a yes or no question. Requiring you to only give on of two answers. Yes or No. I didn't ask you any of that stuff."

"Maybe."

"You know what? Fuck it. God."