eat me, drink me.

Today, i feel marilyn manson. now you can ask yourself : how the hell can you feel marilyn manson? well, with other words, i feel like shocking people, i feel gothic, i feel like listening to weird, hard music. i buyed a corset. a black, gothic-corset. well, i didn't buy it yet, bu i'm going to. at the end of the month,when i have money. i went shopping... first with marlies, than with rintjo with us. we dressed him. really,really gay! it was hilarious! well, a guy who's stupid enough to go shop with the girls, must feel the consiquences. than, i bought candy. you might say that's not really interresting, but when i got out of the store, my candy dropped. an the ground! my pour, pour candy! it didn't diserve this horrible desteny. it was maid to be eaten. and not by the pigeons! and think of the poor pigeons, if they eat it! their stomic will swull and they will BLOW! oh no, so many pigeons i killed! and all the guys did, was laughing with me! life's so unfair... later, rintjo went at my house. nothing happend ther that's made for your eyes to read, en for the rest not really something iterresting. you know, my life sound more boring than it is sometimes. and more depressed. it's just that, the depressing times, you can remember more easely. sometimes it seems like all you have is bad memories... well,what ever!
big kiss!