Why is my Tumblr Radar full of fucking ads? Doesn’t that defeat the purpose of it? I thought it was a way to showcase art not fucking shit Coke or Lacoste paid to get put there.
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Some days I lie in bed wishing a beautiful princess would whisk me away
But then I think I would probably say ‘WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? HOW’D YOU GET IN MY HOUSE? I DON’T CARE IF YOUR A PRINCESS I’M CALLING THE COPS’ instead.
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Every time I have to make a important phone call or leave a message I rehearse what I’m going to say.
UPDATE: I fucked up my message… ugh… I tried to do it in one breath and ran out of air at the end and made a ‘tweeOooew’ sound when trying to say ‘two’
Why must I be so awkward?
UPDATE x2: Doesn’t matter, got the interview anyways.
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I cut myself shaving again because my razor is really, really old because I’m really, really broke.
I’m just really, really glad I wasn’t using my straight razor when I cut myself or I’d be really, really dead.
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I was filling out a form for a job thing online. One of the questions asked, ‘Are you frank?’
I entered, ‘No, I’m Corey’
Hope these tools have a sense of humour.
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5 things I’ve done since I was a kid that I still do…
1. I sometimes somersault into bed
2. When my mom asks me if there is anything from the store I want I reply, ‘candy’
3. I get up early to watch cartoons on Saturday
4. I walk around wrapped in my quilt
5. I Play with Lego
