I just threw myself down the stairs. Not in the princess Di-way, not GONNA KEEL MAHSELF/HURT MAHSELF VERI MUTCH-stylin. More like "ooops, forgot that step, ouch ouch ouch"-stylin. Naturally fucking clumsy. And naturally fucking bruised. I love the way my mind works though. After my first thought ("ouchouchouch" etc) and my second ("like seeew gonna write about this in mah journal!!"), my third thought was: WHAT DOESN*T KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER Srsly. As a kid, I was a huge fan of Calvin... read more
