Why can't I forget?
The plain and simple truth:
I'm a silly, stupid girl.
Bad mood.
Bad day.
Bad month.
However, this weekend was top-notch.
I love my friends.
I love my boys.
And girls.
And mom.
But mostly, how I can color hours on end and not get bored with it.
And the fact Justin and I got home and I have no idea how.
And then Nat took her clothes off for me.
Yes, my weekend was better than yours.
And this just goes to show you how fucking cute I used to be.