On My Way...
A true friend stabs you in the front.
Oscar Wilde
Fuzz Lightyear… And Beyond!

Laser sounds abundant! More flashiness all-around! Fuzz rockets, locked on target!

Wait, this isn’t real? Damn it all.

“You are a sad, strangle little man.” Well, excuse you.

Hmm… It said to write about something I did today. I made this Tumblr. =] A-whoo-whoo!

What lies beyond you ask? The depths of frozen hell called AP Language homework, a la Tiger Woods.

~Without Love, Hairspray~