The Writer's Café

I got on a bus.
I dreamed about blowing up the bus.
I sleeptalked about it.
I got thrown out of the bus.
I became homeless.
It started to rain.
Acid.

 

Frankly, it reminded me of Friday by Rebecca Black.

 

:S

 

Hisses loudly

I swear to god if people don't stop talking to me when I have clearly made a GO THE **** AWAY gesture by reading I don't know what to do anymore

 

hello if one more person calls me kitten i will piss all over your body then rip your face of and feed it to obamas children goodbye

 

o.o

 

Plot twist: You ARE Obama.

 

Plot Twist: Obama is a lesbian.

 

Whoops. I think I just *technically* called Dave a lesbian. Sorry, Kitten.

 

Well that was amusing

 

Turns out I'm near sighted. :c

 

I always mix that up...
Does that mean you can only see clearly up close, or only clearly farther away?

 

Up close. (I think? Yeah. That.)

I'm pretty nearsighted but I don't need glasses- my reading just isn't as sharp.

 

So I saw The Conjuring earlier today. The scariest part was when I dropped my phone on the ground.

 

I got my prescription on Monday.

 

hi my name is kat not kitten

 

What's with the Kat/Kitten?
I see you're in a WC clan. Is that where your name is "Kat"?

 

Don't bring up the Kat thing -_- it started a huge blow out within the clan. And it's also a sad story

 

What...?

 

Kat was her original name I think.