*I’m typing this on my phone, so bare with me on any autocorrect fuck ups.*
So yesterday, I watched this movie.
Wonderful film. BRILLIANT. I probably should have cried, but I’ve never cried through a movie…. Because they’re just movies. ANYWHOOOOOO, it’s called “Archie’s Final Project” (or “My Suicide” for those children who like I be different). Please watch it. It’s on Netflix. It says fuck and cunt and goddamn a lot, so… Deal with it. There’s also a few tits, but it’s realistic. If you watched it, feel free to tell me… I’ll love you 100000x times more than I already do.
Apparently, there was also a little Internet craze going around after words of people posting pictures of them with signs saying “I am an Archie”. Since I hate my looks and all my cameras suck….. I’m not posting a picture. But I will say this…
I am an Archie.
The amount of people that unfollowed me while i was “gone” is unbelievable.
Well anyway… to those people…
Good riddance bitches.
I’ve gotten myself into so much trouble.
Fuck. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.
I’m starved. Someone come make me food.
Please go like THIS page for me. Tell me you did, and I will personally tell you I love you xD and simple, and not important but I have nothing else to give. But PLEASEEEEEEE
I love that I have as many as I do, but I don’t let it get to me. I just wonder why 3 people would care enough to unfollow me because I hadn’t updated for 2 days, or I had stuff on queue
Eh, I’ll update it tomorrow. Until then……. au revoir!
Thanks to all these perfect people and their blogs. Now I feel ugly. Bleghhhh