Me: *makes a small irrelevant mistake*
My Brain, banging pots and pans together: YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUC
Me: *makes huge mistake that will directly affect my future horribly*
My Brain, lounging on a lawn chair with shades on: ….acknowledged

actorwriterstrangler:

wellamarke:

actorwriterstrangler:

wellamarke:

actorwriterstrangler:

wellamarke:

the first complaynts
are coming in:
jess thinks my rimes
are but a sin.
she canot see
the meme’s apeel.
the bredlik love
she does not feel.

why are you like this

the way i am
i will admitte
makes little sence:
i am a twitte.
but who is werce-
the crazy gal
or she who kepes her
as a pal?

why must you

i must becos
this simpel meme
is now my lyf,
my waking dreme.
if i should try
to speke in prose
the cow appears:

he liks my nose.

are you kidding me