you let me be me. you are nothing like me. you love how weird and different I am. I could wear aluminum foil to a club and you would laugh your perfect laugh and love me for it. you don't judge me. we may not see eye to eye on things, or agree on everything. but we have a certain common ground and understanding of things, I believe. I know things are going to be okay and get back to normal. Back to perfect. We just had three eprfect days together,. Thy made me so happy. I love your hair, I love your smile, I love your nose, I love your face, I love watching you sleep and holding you. I love it when you do the tiniest little gestures like rubbing my leg if we are at a restraunt or bar or rubbing my back when we sit on my couch. I love that you are calm and able to not let things bother you. I have no idea how you do it. I love that we hate annoying dumb bitches together. I lo=ve when you let me paint your face at gaga. I love when you stand there and I dance like a black freak on you. I love that we have kitties as children. I love the way you say my name. I love when you tell me you love me. In text, on the phone or in person. I love loggin on to twitter and knowing you are talking to me. I lov when you bite my ear or just whisper into it breath into it or anytinh.g Look I spelled bite wrong. Like I used to. ohio avenue where are ouy. finer nail makrs and foot prints. I have your key forever to lookat. glitter and rhinestones. toyou are perfect. we need to get back to perfec.t

I love your septum ring. it makes you different that everyone. I love when you are smiling and happy. even though we fight and I watch you smile and laugh with my friends or other people I want you to always have that. I dont want you to be sad you do not desrve itl You always deserve to be happy I love you

Like, I fucking hate alcohol so much. Do you really think it is so cool that you drink and have pictures of yourself drinking and can tell stories of how wasted you were? That's not cool. You know what is cool? Abigail Adams. Sojourner Truth. The Pythagorean Therom. Art. Pick up a fucking book.

Drink a cup of apple juice. Like, just because you drink Four Loko, doesn't mean you're as LOKO as you think. OMYYGAWDDDD LOKO4DAYZ I AM SOOO COOOL AND NOW I AM FAT BECAUSE I DRINK ALL THE TIME.


oh... and those people who drink and drive.

"I do it all the time."

You know who else said that?

Every other person who drove and drank until they killed themselves.

You all think you are invinscible to the law but you aren't. And no one ever, EVER listens to anyone.

la

our generation is so fucked up. we live in a world where you are married, have a baby, and are divorced by age 25. nothing is sacred. nothing is special. nothing is real. kids are giving hand jobs before they know how to do calculus.

no guys open doors for girls. they hardly ever even go to the door to pick them up. just honk the horn. respect, courtesy, and manners have just completely gone out the window

I also just want to announce that just because you drink four loko, doesn't mean you are as fucking rad as you think they are. I was drinking four loko in my bottle straight out the womb, it's old news.

It is easier to adopt a baby these days, than deactivate your facebook account. I just tried to and I had to go through like 4 security phases of typing in weird phrases like ennunciated pugs and hauled sections.

Like, just because you update your status all of the time and upload tons of pictures doesn't make you fucking cool. And like don't update your status about how horrible your life is, because it's obviously extra fucking horrible if you have to put it on your facebook.

furthermore, if you were in a relationship for like ten years and then you break up and your status says "I miss you baby like the dark side of the moon misses the birds that fly south to the winter in harmony" like don't. Because 1 its retarded and like you think we dont know who you are talking about, well we do. And if your status is about someone, dont be a pussy! TAG THEM! THat is what its there for!! If you are super pissed at someone for fucking your boyfriend, then write FUCK YOU, BYE @LauraWahler.

Has anyone ever thought about how awkward it would be if you were attracted to your gynocologist? Like imgaine I walk in for s check up and there is some fine lady sitting there like put your legs up and then she just inserts herself into your business. Like, weird.

I am so happy about plent of fish . com

LIKE i wrote this in september. its so funny.yyyyyy...

I never really understood the saying, "If you don't pee in pools, then why would you smoke in a restraunt?" That makes no fucking sense at all and is NOT a correct analogy. I don't ever see people eating cordon bleu in the shallow end at my pool so how are we about to compare restraunts and swimmin pools?? HUH? HUH?

Secondly, I do pee in pools. All the time.

I need a break from all of this. This life I have been living. It's wearing me out and freaking me out and makes me anxious. I want to stay inside of my house and live like a turtle, in my warm cozy shell. I want to work 50 hours a week and come home and read and go to sleep. I want another job. I don't want to waste my money on going out I want these exes off of my hands. Not an academy award or a record sold and I am already tired of the glitz and the glam and the fashion. A change of scenery is in order and I am so ready for school to start this fall. A chance to pluck myself from this odd state I have been living in filled with no money, empty stomachs, and cigarettes. I don't regret it, staying out until 3, or 4 am every night of the week. Definitely some beautiful inspiration, kick ass times, and endless amounts of laughter, but boy, do I need some good old boring homework or something. Some one give me an essay to write, or ask me a question about coagulated blood paste. Get me away from sequins, drag queens, and hair bleach. I want some glasses and a floor length brown skirt and a shirt that says I am married to God on it. I need to change this needs to change. Intervention time beings now.

NESSARO$E

I am going to get personal.

Wow, I just don't know what to think right now. So many thoughts are rushing through my head. It felt so good when it started, and even during. I was addicted, in the heat of the moment and couldn't get enough of it. Couldn't stop even it was wrong and was going to affect me after. Now, after it's done... I just feel so guilty. Ashamed. Dirty. I want to shower. I need to clean my teeth. And I am pretty sure a little something is growing in side me.

Eating chipotle is just like having a one night stand.

So I guess beans and rice is my anti-std.

:)