do you really wanna read a boringass mother fucking novel about something you care nothing about and will do nothing to enrich your life in any way shape or form? i mean really, would you want me to fucking ramble on and on about myself right here? what would that do for you, really? NOTHING. you would just sit there and waste precious time you could be using to do something productive. i mean really what a waste of fucking time, reading about someone you don't even really know. what's even worse though, you wasted your time reading this fucking load of crap. guess you do like to waste your time reading random bulshit... and i like to waste mine writing it.
My life is rated NC-17.
