Byron Made Me Do It

So Byron want's a more srs post.
Like.
Mother fucker demands it.
So here I am trying to write down whatever pops in my little head.

Huh.
You know normally it's really loud and clustered in here but now that I'm focusing and I need it
It's really quiet in here.

Lame.
I'm sitting here playing a classic game of my own personal interest since three summers ago.
Dead Island, I've loved this game since it came out and still do.
But now I'm playing it with friends, which no way makes us any better at this game.

I'm no good at thinking right now! I'm having too much of a swell time with my friends.
Skype calls.
This is my life as of now.
Tons of Skype.
It's 11 o'clock and this call is nowhere near done.
Fuck.

However I'm starting to appreciate things now.
My friends.
My possible future.
My personal possessions.
My family.
But most of all my lovely.
She know who she is.
You know who you are
*Leans into computer*
Youknowwhoyouare

Anyway I'm stuck in the middle of a game that's been going on for hours and I can't believe how tired I am.
I'm getting too old for this shit.
I'm gonna try to go to sleep at a reasonable time tonight.
Ha.

I Started A Stuff!

Well
Here we go.
I've finally joined the hipster masses.
I'm blogging.
Ugh.
It tastes so wrong but feels so right.
Anyway! Here's my place to lay down my thoughts and raise hell!
I'ma share poems!
I'ma share rants!
I'ma share videos!
I'ma share my thoughts!
I'm gonna share a lot, so buckle up for the ride because I have a lot of time on my hand and hopefully so do you!