so i like to start in one of my mental images (that is perceived as not real,) that I've encountered while talking to one of my close friends.(i)
Let's just say, im freaking obsessed with turtles,
anyone who knows me, knows that well.
One of my little goals in life is to transform into a alien turtle;
this would be completed by a hedgehog, how? well let's just say he has fingers like ET, and that will magically zap me into alien turtle, slowly, every night, at 3:33am.
oh and to those who think that im immature because i'm weird, well then that makes no sense, how am i immature for being weird? what the fuck? if you can come back to me making sense on that, then MAYBE, JUST MAYBE i'll listen to your words,including with that i rather be weird then be just like you, normal.
