So, my day was comprised of, yet again, childish antics...also known as Caitie wearing my McDonalds visor like she was a gangster...I mean gansta.
and a Ramones pin...woo pee!
Just so you all know. When you call me insane or crazy, according to this it is true!
boredom...and that is oddly correct...well, it's close...
Darn. I don't even get
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Want to be you
boy you a drink at the strip club where you perform
am the person you'd most like to kiss
am the lj friend who should become a proper one (your ass,)
found a home video of you on the internet,
have a voodoo doll of you, and use it religiously,
and i am the person who you fall in love with on a deserted island.
This would make an interesting novel
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let's write it?
Oh yeah, baby, your all the girl I need amongst all those coconuts.
ahaha
kay let's see. You saw me in the hallway one day and thought, "what a loser" upon meeting me you find me to be really great and start stalking me. You come see me at the strip club I perform at and find your uh, bi side. You longed to kiss me so you tried to get me drunk but you know me and my high alchohol tolerance (HAHA!) You decided that after this failed, you'd go back to being just hetero as lesbians are the DEVIL! The plot twist is when we are on a plane together where you were planning on droppinhg your religous voodoo doll of me into the ocean along with that tape of me and Paris Hilton. Naughty, Naughty tape. The plane crashes *gasp* and I see you satanding there amongst millions of little tribesmen envieing your style and instantly fall in love or maybe it;s just shock from hurtling from 3000 miles from the sky.
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