Well, fuck me.

Eating late at night not only gives you indigestion, it also gives you insomnia. If you had told me last week I’d be writing this I’d’ve died laughing. I weep for the state of my brain.

X2 - St. John/Bobby (remember them?)
( This is How the Story Ends (A God Among Insects) )

There and back again

1. I know I haven’t answered comments recently and I apologise. I’m rather busy right now, so you can either have stories or comments. Me, I prefer the stories.

2. ethrosdemon and I are going to infiltrate lalejandra's tig_me. Ah, I love the smell of dead bodies and crackfic! early in the morning!

3. Speaking of bodies... how much do I love the jailbait for saying that he thinks Harry's gonna kick it at the end of the HP series? Hear that? That's the sigh of fucking validation. Every time I wacked him and somebody complained? Ha!

4. Men -- Enough with the supersized SUV's, penis-mobiles and the monster-truck rally cars in the fucking city. If you have a small dick, you have a small dick, get the fuck over it! Move on. Get a hobby. Something where you don't play with yourself so much anymore.