Grow up, cunt.

I like that girl.
I like a lot that girl.
The character she's playing, and the actress, because she's so fucking beautiful.
Wait.
Now I'm in that scene with that guy.
And that "unpopular" guy and girl, which are probably the people that if they would exist in real life, they would should create cruel intentions beautiful story of sexual seduces and success.

Wait, doctor scene.
That is a hurtful wife.
And a cheating husband.
What can  I say...
Healthy marriage...

You know.
I don't find it possible to make a girl in my condition to lose weight quick enough and keep out from insanity.
So I decided I'm going to do it slowly, and way healthier than every earlier plan.
Why?
Because it's only saying to myself "You don't really want that" when I open the fridge when I'm not hungry.
And when I can I do crunches.
I'm good at crunches, and thanks to

HOOOO!
BURN!
EPIC BURN!
I LOVE YOU.
THAT WAS SUCH A WEIRD BURN.
With the clothes.

UUHHH!
AND THE GIRLFRIEND-TRASHCAN-DUMP.
WHY IS IT SO FUCKING FUNNY?!


Please tell me it's not metal or something.
Wait.
It's a movie.
Why won't she have a band plant.
YOU RUINED A TEDDYBEAR.
Why?
They are so fucking cute, at least use the filling.
Or pour dye on it, so you will create a dead teddy bear carpet, or photo.
Or at least create some sort of weird decoration.


EPIC FUCKING FAIL.
But please, what did you expect.
Alcohol parites.
Or you are invited or you are abused.
My party with alcohol, will include myself with an affordable vodka (but not those disgusting ones that are trying way too hard to be called alcohol, I drank a rich man's vodka, and nice father detective beer, it's only going to be tied weirdly together, because this is how I work), and with my juices.
And filled gummy bears.
Because they look good.

WAIT.
Strawberry flavored alcohol, IN those delicious strawberry gunmy thing.

DIET PILLS.
KNEW IT BEFORE SHE SAID IT.
OBVIOUS.
HAPPENS ALL THE TIME.
Though, Zero coke is better.

Nice heels.
Really nice heels.
And her mother got even better tits.

I pay extra attention for tits today.
I've seen a breast surgery.
The stories are beautiful.
But there's something less beautiful.
THE NIPPLE TAKING.
THIS IS SO WEIRD.
IT'S A BLOODY MESS WHERE HER NIPPLE WAS.

...

I almost finished the movie.
I'll probably never understand why in every movie n that channel it has to be involved with teens or death.
And many many many bad decisions.
Though.
That coming of age thing.
You can't force it on yourself.
And I know it's hard to hear it.
It's hard and you won't give up, but that's a part of it.
I know it myself.
I accidentally went on it, when I was three.
When people are cruel to you, your mind tweaks a bit, so you suddenly have two perspectives on life.
You're growing self, and your other already been through that phase growing self.
It sucks.
But it'll pay off.
Because, I understood when I was around 4-5 that parents aren't always complimenting you, sometimes they just lie to you, so you'd feel better with myself.
Stupid children.
Believing lies.
Gladly, I understood it quick enough.

And happily ever after, I refuse to believe any kind of compliments.
And I hate compliments.
Why?
They are judgemental thing, they judge you and grade you, I don't give a shit if it's A+, you judged me.

....

I'm watching now Ridiculousness.
It's the episode with his parents.
Those siblings.
And that fucking awesome pranks.
They farted on somebody's face.
And he pushed his sister's face to the cake.
It's like weddings.
Why people will destroy the female's artwork of make up.

What.
The.
Fuck.
The monkeys.
Had sex.
On the car.
Why.

Why guys have tro try to break things shirtless.
Screaming warrior won't help.
It's or you got it, or you didn't.
There's no more options.


....

That movie won't get out of my head.
Why.
What.

Wait.
It's a pointless movie.

....

There was a dog, the fucked another dog, and barfed.
What the hell?!

...

I'm playing Clumsy Ninja, and that stupid chicken is such an attention whore.

LEVEL FIFTEEN.

Wait...
But now I'm not full with an epic crimson horror outfit.
Yes.
Yes I said it.


....


It's getting late.
Goodnight.
I'm sorry for not posting.
I'm lazy on winter.
It's better than depressed or sad, isn't it.
The sun might not be shining, but I'm fucking glowing.
Who needs vitamin D right now.
And people asked me why I always sat in the sun, and still wore a hoodie.
A, I like vitamin D, in Denemark, people take  D pills and use tanning boothes, to restore vitamin D.
B, the sun got some nice warm feeling when you sit there.
C, I'm cold, the fact it's sunny doesn't mean it's warm.
D, vitamin, just because I had to do it.
E, why not, it's finally sunny, I waited for it, fuck you.
F, now here's the fuck you people who say that it's not healthy, let me tell you something, depression isn't healthy either.

I really wish you tons of vitamin D, and I hope you don't live in a cold place, there's a country where it's suicide season for a very long time.
Winter is endless there.
Gladly, we are just not used to wear coats on winter.
Here you can actually get tanned during winter, not now, with the snow, but usually you can do it.

Berries, Survivors,
I hope you'll make it.