"It's hard to remember how it felt before ( Read more... )

Sometimes I wonder what it's like to have small breasts. Ones that don't hang, don't sag, don't hurt your back. Ones that stand up on their own, you know, perky, like they're supposed to be. I wonder what it's like to have small hips, and not have to squeeze my big hips by, knocking things off desks. I wonder what it's like to have small thighs, ( Read more... )

My sister's logic on going to the bathroom in a dorm...

Ashley: well then go to a store and poo but your gonna have to tell your ass that it is very inconvenient for you to go out everytime you have to poop so get over it

It took me a while to realize this but, here it goes. I know why it hurts when people like Mickey or Amanda meet new girls. It's because part of me still loves them and always will. You don't just let go of people like that. I mean maybe you fall out of love with them, but you never abandon all feeling for them. It's flecks of jealousy that emerge ( Read more... )

Britt: it's a jungle out there...
Me: a rubyfruit jungle

Me: amor perdu means love lost in french
Britt: AND CHICKEN!

It's just bizarrely funny to me.

"I would dial the numbers ( Read more... )

Sooo. I kind of hate myself a bit. Because I'm sitting here in bed waiting for my "girlfriend" to call or come online. I was going to offer to drive up tonight to make amends, but so much for that, she's doing something too important to pay attention to me. I give up. SERIOUSLY ( Read more... )

Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight, wish I may, wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight ( Read more... )

I know that I've been with a lot of girls. And I know a lot of them have been in love with me. And every single one of them mattered, just like Bridget matters. She's 29, I'm 18, and I wonder how this works. What does she think of my immature moments. But in truth nothing feels uncomfortable. When we're lying in bed together and she pouts it's one ( Read more... )

So I've had the longest bunch of days..ever. I think I've been tired since Saturday. I wasted about fifty dollars buying a new outfit for a wedding for a girl I've never met and don't know and will probably never see again. The only good part about that is that I look rather cute in the outfit (thanks to Britt, my personal stylist). So the wedding ( Read more... )