Twenty Three hours, and fifty nine minutes.

[strawdog]

I still haven't gone to sleep. It's that movie, and when you turned to me and asked me while I was there I could have been like BECAUSE I'M MANLY HURRR. But, I'm not. I'm terrified of zombies and I just wanted to see a movie with you :3 I hate zombies, but I learned that today I hate zombie spiders more.

Me (8:43 AM):
LOOK ITS YOUR LOVER IN THE FORM OF A PICTURE
Me (8:43 AM):
http://www.dkimages.com/discover/previews/995/80001188.JPG
Me:
8DDD DONT HURT ME
Her (8:43 AM):
I knew that was coming.... I'm writing your name in the Death Note now >_>;;;
Me says (8:44 AM):
Thats a Brazilian wondering spider by the way
Me says (8:44 AM):
8DDD
Me (8:44 AM):
I hate looking at it
Her (8:44 AM):
... Slow, painful death
Me (8:44 AM):
Because I think.. MAN IF THAT THING WAS LIKE A ZOMBIE SPIDER
Me (8:44 AM):
I'D BE FUCKED


Yes, and my conversations are about Fear.. We were on the subject of 'creepy' things.. I saw quarantine. I'm going to burn that movie.. SO HARD. I hate zombies ;-; I'm such a panzy about this it's not even funny.. It's kind of sad, but when you think about THE FUCKIN' DEAD COMING BACK TO LIFE AND RIPPING THE SKIN FROM YOUR BONES.. Yeah, that terrifies me.


Twenty Four hours, and six minutes. Thats how long I've been up, and I can't go back to sleep.. Not that I tried anyway. :3