There are holes in my fishnet gloves. Now, you're probably thinking "Well duh, it's fishnet you son-of-a-silly-person!" So I'll say it like this. THERE ARE HOLES THAT SHOULD NOT BE THERE. Capise? And, being frayed fishnet, it's almost impossible to repair it. evil
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Wow, that was random. Who the hell cares about my gloves? I don't even care enough to try and fix 'em. I'm gonna go OD on Green Day. FAREWELL, O KICKERS OF ASSES!!
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Rantings of a Diseased Mind
All those who read further beware, for your brain shall liquify, drip out your nostrils, and flush itself down the toilet.
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