Linksy dink

I never had Shrinky-Dinks. My mom made me play with real toys, like books and sewing machines.

I want to Chatroulette so hard.

In college I subsisted on Kraft white mac’n’cheese in my Rival pot with misc. vegetables.

RE: I saw Lady Gaga’s Monster Ball tour. People were like, “What was it like?”

Amazing, I tell them, really beautiful. The pop songs were flashy song and dance, but in-between was so much a-r-t. Though I don’t care for the word “defend,” I do try to offer explanations for my recent conversion to little monsterdom.

I’ll be immersed in WWII porn for the rest of the day.

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