be your own pet.

what i feel right now?

its like when you have ten dozen rabbits, and you dont know what to do with em anymore. so you have no choice but to deep fry em. and eat em with chilli sauce. you know? but then you are let down cause bits and pieces keep getting stuck between your teeth and it doesn't taste like chicken AT ALL. tastes like sh*t really. so now, instead of dozens of rabbits you have hundreds of vile tasting rabbit nuggets that you can't sell nor can you eat. you're probably going 'WHAT IN THE WORLD IS SHE TALKING ABOUT?'. well lasses, it just means that im a pathetic jobless girl with rabbit nuggets. tralala. im being melancholy-ly melodramatic. its a sign of boredom you see. can you see? can you? gah. there i go again.

p.s : this is just a metaphor. i don't really have rabbit nuggets. hell, i dont even eat rabbits.