There are some things in life that don’t make sense.
This is one of them…
So, as well as having superhuman looks, superhuman wit and general superhuman amazing-ness, I also have superhuman strength.
I can break metal bitchez so don’t be messing wit’ me.
Why do we say a “pair of pants” when it’s just one… shouldn’t it be just a “pant”?
Why can Jack Black only play one character in any movie he’s in?
Why are sequels always worse than the original?
*With the exception of Bad Boys 2 ❤
Why do I still find Johnny Depp attractive as a murdering barber with a white streak in his hair?
Why are different religions so adamant that their own one is the true one?
Why are the dinosaurs not in the Bible!?
Why am I so ashamed to have Westlife in my iPod?
Why do the more followers, the more posts and the more tags I use lead to less and less views? God damnit. Stop. Obsessing. Over. Stats.
* But I love all of you who do read my blog 😀
Why do I think my dancing is sexy and provocative when all it does is make people run away in embarrassment?
Why do people let me drink alcohol?
Why am I a muggle? 😦
These are some of life’s big questions that I’ve been struggling with.
As you might be able to tell, I don’t get out much.