+Stress. I hate you. You are like a sprained ankle. You are like an annoying younger sibling. You are like a broken condom. You are like Justin Bieber. You are like, dropping your popcorn whilst walking to your seat in the movies. Stress, you're a bitch. What's worse is, you're not the "sometimes, if your lucky, nice" bitch, you are the all-around "bitch of bitches." If you were a person, I would end you. If you were an animal, I would end you. I hate you. If you're reading this, you've obviously, unless you're oblivious to absolutely everything (which is fine and dandy) understand my feelings toward stress in general. I don't usually get really stressed but I am going to explode if I don't start catching up in this race. The race being life. Everyone gets stressed, don't even try to tell me you don't. We all can reach a certain point where we turn on a dime and everything and everyone is out to get us. Sometimes we cry, scream, break things, bitch, whine, complain, become silent, and even, kill. Hopefully not kill. So, what do you do when you're ready to tear your eyeballs from their sockets and you want your brain to liquify? It's pretty simple actually. Relax. Now, I know that sounds dumb but you just need to do anything that will get your mind off your "stress powercore." Play ping pong, go see a movie, listen to music really loud, go out for coffee, smoke a bowl. Whatever works. Now, I should take my own advice and it should be time for me to go relax. Because stress really isn't healthy and in our day and age when almost everything harms you, I could afford to do myself some good. So, I'm off to listen to loud music and eat pancakes in my underwear. Why? Because it works.

On a lighter note - IF YOU WANT A T-SHIRT, YES WE HAVE THOSE, MAKE SURE TO GET YOUR MONEY AND SIZE/INFO TO ME BEFORE DEC.15TH (Don't you just love excessive caps!?)

And I haven't posted a link in a while either! Link load coming soon, for now, this! : LINK

Love,
Johnwathwon Lovwett.

ps. I wonder if convicts read my blog ... that would be really cool.
ps2. And to her, I missed you so much, glad you're back. So glad. =D

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