#TrafficDiaries – Cursed Consistency and My Ball Sack

Yeah, the former part of the title doesn't exactly have much to do with the contents of this post. You guys don't need to tell me. I'm well aware. My consistency here is tragic *Kim Kardashian voice* Ah yes, before I forget. The club I support, FC Barcelona; Yeah, that club with one short man … Continue reading #TrafficDiaries – Cursed Consistency and My Ball Sack


Death’s Diary – Page 28

Hey guys! Before you attack me, kamdan and listen. I kinda sorta lost my WordPress password. More like forgot actually. True, I could have easily reset it, but hey, the heart is willing but the body is tired and so, just so I get to have an excuse for going MIA on your asses, I … Continue reading Death’s Diary – Page 28

#TrafficDiaries – The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Bad Day

Alright Alright Alright What's up guys? The time has come; the moment has arrived. This is the first post in the #TrafficDiaries series. I don't know about you but I'm pumped as balloons. Unfortunately, this is going to be my worst best post. Worst because its contents hurt my inner man, and best cos I'm … Continue reading #TrafficDiaries – The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Bad Day