Sorry for being the shittiest blogger ever in 2013. One blog post for the whole entire year is pretty bad, so I'm going to make it my New Year's Resolution to blog more
LOL
but we'll see if that's a fail.
I don't really play on ourworld anymore so I don't know what to blog about.
Anyway, I hope all of you guys have a swell 2014. Thanks for the views again. You guys are still stellar.
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Friday, April 12, 2013
It's been a really long time since I've blogged, and I'm going to write about an ourworld fanfiction because that is where my life has come to.
She was standing there, so cool, with her granny panties lace underwear on, waiting to get laid. The Boardwalk's silent sweeping chill gushed in between her legs.
Then out of nowhere, came a good, clean shaven, man wearing black radiant monster fur boots. Immediately,she had found her target, the next victim to pull into her seduction.
I was going to write a fanfiction, but I feel very materialistic at this moment. The dark variant stuff confuses me. I wish I saved up a lot of money to buy all of this shit and sell it later on for more coins, but I didn't. Besides, sometimes when I get all into this shit, I wonder why I am even obsessed with all of this online clothes to dress up my virtual character anyways. It's like watching an ongoing stream of chick flicks, and then realizing that you just spent a perfectly good day on something that will not benefit you at all, and will probably kill your brain cells and make you indulge in food and hate life. It's like the other day when I was conflicted on going to the library to get The Prince and read it to strengthen my understanding of the roots of some cultures and governments or going to the art wing to see my friend Brandon, who might not even be there. As I walked by the library, I paused and decided to head towards the direction of the art wing instead. I still learned a lot, mind you, about people instead.
Truth is, don't waste your life on some shitty game for shitty clothes that you're going to get tired of anyway. The reason why I'm blogging is because I'm blogging, and because it will probably help some of you who need to improve out of your shitty situation like how I am.
She was standing there, so cool, with her granny panties lace underwear on, waiting to get laid. The Boardwalk's silent sweeping chill gushed in between her legs.
Then out of nowhere, came a good, clean shaven, man wearing black radiant monster fur boots. Immediately,she had found her target, the next victim to pull into her seduction.
I was going to write a fanfiction, but I feel very materialistic at this moment. The dark variant stuff confuses me. I wish I saved up a lot of money to buy all of this shit and sell it later on for more coins, but I didn't. Besides, sometimes when I get all into this shit, I wonder why I am even obsessed with all of this online clothes to dress up my virtual character anyways. It's like watching an ongoing stream of chick flicks, and then realizing that you just spent a perfectly good day on something that will not benefit you at all, and will probably kill your brain cells and make you indulge in food and hate life. It's like the other day when I was conflicted on going to the library to get The Prince and read it to strengthen my understanding of the roots of some cultures and governments or going to the art wing to see my friend Brandon, who might not even be there. As I walked by the library, I paused and decided to head towards the direction of the art wing instead. I still learned a lot, mind you, about people instead.
Truth is, don't waste your life on some shitty game for shitty clothes that you're going to get tired of anyway. The reason why I'm blogging is because I'm blogging, and because it will probably help some of you who need to improve out of your shitty situation like how I am.
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