Because you’re so goddamn edgy you didn’t even give me a finite number. You want I should give you a round of applause? Well here I am clapping in a circle for you.
You’re my leading lady and a wicked awesome friend. Your art is rad shit and your voice is pretty much my favorite thing to hear, singing or not. Oh yeah, speaking of your singing, shit gurl I swear if you’re not on Broadway or something I’m going to be confused the rest of my life.
Like a fucking eternal bisexual who doesn’t know what they like confused.
WHAT A CONVENIENT NUMBER TO CHOOSE CONSIDERING YOU’RE LIKE TWELVE
But srsly you’re a pretty rad chick. When I first met you I was like oh man I hope her friend likes me or else I’ma be a sad fucking panda.
Lo and behold we became rad friends. Like, if people were to see us bein bamfs on the street they’d be like “shit you see those two people they look like they could fuck shit up they’re so cool and chill together” and then those poor souls would just combust because they just couldn’t handle us.
You’re rad, an awesome friend, and you’ve got some mad art skills. Especially traditionally. I’d love to do traditional shit like you.
Or you can hit me up on AIM or on here! I think it’d be pretty cool to make more custom troll shirts now that I’ve got the hang of it! You could hit me up at scene_fux[at]hotmail.com if you’d rather run it by via email.
I am the youngest of my family. My cousin, Chris, is only three years older than me, so he was the only member of my extended family who didn’t pick on me. Despite him living in Vermont, we were best friends. We played together all the time. We’ve grown apart over the…