Who the hell is this?
Who the hell am I? Who the hell are you? I mean, if you don't know who I am, well then society must have given up on... wait... the little birdies told me to learn some humility.My name is Justin Webb Grayskies. I was born in Dallas, Texas. My favorite color is blue. I love glitter. I love dressing in cooky and crazy outfits. I love candy. Do you know me now? Hell no.
I have a boyfriend. Yes, I am gay. Sorry girls. Cry a river. Build a bridge. Get over it. I love my boyfriend more than anything in the world. He is a true to the definition glittery angel. He makes Edward look like a little b***h. I love you Steven.
I am a model, but I am not some six foot one muscle head with no brains and even less nads. In fact, I am only five foot six. I model my outfits that I put together and think up just from what's in my closet. Though, I would love nothing more than to model for my boyfriend's bestfriend Izzy. She makes the most awesome courageously bold outfits I have ever seen.
My boyfriend is like something that materialized from my dreams. The funny part is, I actually did have dreams about him since the age of twelve. He's such a pretty brown eyed brunette and purple haired boy. My little glitter prince.
I can imagine what you are thinking right now. I'm a dumbstruck and hopeless romantic. Bingo. I am. I am hoplessly obsessed with him, but I am not dumb, even if I am struck. I'm a buisness major, who loves mathematics and dealing with money matters, even if they aren't my own. I have learned through my life just how much a dollar is really worth, and it is not just lunch like those brainwashing commercials say.
Good god. What has this world come to? Everyone is worshipping the idiotic and shunning the brilliant... What? God? Paaalllleeeaasee. Just because I'm gay doesn't mean I have turned my back on the whole heaven thing. I've just turn my back on the devil. No matter what you or anyone tells me, I refuse to believe that the bible is written by god or is the word of god or is even the fecal matter from god's rumpus. The fact is this. It is a book of suggestions on how one should try to live their life. You agree with what parts of that book you want to agree with, and I will agree with what parts I want to agree with. We will leave it at that.
I bet at this point, you either love me or you hate me. If you love me, then by all means, befriend me. If you hate me, the whoop dee doo! I won't lose sleep over it.
If you have anymore questions, feel free to drop me a message.
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Uhhhhhh FINALLY talked to my buddy in Texas that I hadn't talk to ever sinse he moved there. Now, we talk a lot, because we have COMMUNICATION! VICTORY IS BUT SCAMPER UNITS AWAY NOW, MEN!!
Ohhh goodness... I'm kinda tired, kinda annoyed, and kinda content. I don't know what I'm more of though. >>
For some reason all of our teachers seem... I don't know, used up ._. They're not as goofy anymore, and that was my motivation! IF TEACHERS AREN'T GOOFBALLS, THEN WHAT DO I HAVE?? D>
Finally got some ice today. Munching it right now :] About to do some home/make up work and WRITE O_O
*scribbles frantically on the walls* I AM FREEWRITING DEPRIVED!! xD
Yeah, so easy..
Don't think, just smack it..
非常に私の友人のリクエストを受け付けしていただきありがとうございます。
Into her skull!
You're welcome! >D <---- random evil outburst face
Well, I'm happy for you, sir :3