You Are a Lace Bra!

Dreamy, romantic, and ultra-feminine
You're a womanly woman who makes guys feel like men
Your perfect guy is strong, determined, and handsome
With a softer side that only you can draw out


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I got a mother effin' jobby job! And it's totally the job I want...as close to dreamy as I can get, in my opinion. I start Monday, because I rock the mic so damn hard. FUCK YEAH!

That's Miss Assistant to the Managing Editor to you, Bee-hotch!

So...haven't posted in a while. Still at home, still jobless, and I'm a failure. But at least I haven't been caught watching "Farm Girls Porn" yet. The summer's been boring. I'm not even sure what I've been doing. Um...waking up at 12. Applying to jobs. Bumming rides off people. Waiting for my day to go to the beach. This made me very happy...

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nothing to post. well there is tons to post, but i reckon i won't get my mind to sort it out for a very long time to make much sense. he's gone...thousands and thousand of miles away. i feel lost and bored. I don't know what to do next, but pray every day to get a job and find something to take my mind off missing him so much. I want him home, i ( Read more... )

The truth? I kind of don't want to care anymore. But I do. I care more about him than anything else in the world. And it drives me crazy that I do, that I care so much. Because it hurts just as deeply as I care about him...which is from the bottom of my heart. I don't want it to hurt anymore and I wish things were easier, I always did. But for some ( Read more... )

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Time now: 3:40 a.m ( Read more... )

"Your neighbors complained that you were loud during a sexual romp." That's me! I like it loud tho ( Read more... )

i'm still restless. endure my suffering ( Read more... )

this is so random. i can't fucking sleep, so i've decided to waste my time filling out surveys for no reason at all, than to talk about myself to the people who never read this journal. oh well. fuck off ( Read more... )