life....

everything is different.

New boy, after 4 years justin and i are finally finished. Im dating a boy man named Dustin. Hes good. We're happy. We're crazy. We're fun. We're good.

Started hanging with alot of old friends. Stoked. Made a few new good girlfriends. Still would never trust them like i do holly.

I love holly.

Work is great. Love my girls. Love my clients. Love the money.

Justin is my boo.

Holly is my girl.

And i got my boobs done. They look fabulous. [i love my plastic surgeon too.]

thats all.

Get a grippp.

Youre an Idiot.

Dearest Justin Charles,

I love you more than words can ever tell.

Yours Truely, Cracker. ♥

Im a brunette, again.

So im having issues trying to find a cute ipod case. For the 4th generation ones, the 30 gb. Truthfully i would love to get it sent off and convered in swarovski crystals but as of right now, too many bills and too many people to buy for for christmas. If anyone know of anywhere that carries good ones, let me know. <3

Get over yourself. You have bad teeth [that are yellow] bad textured hair, and a horrible hairline for the haircut youre wearing. Oh and youre a boy that tries wearing flare jeans. [411, whatever if you want to wear girl jeans, but do not get flare. [ughhh] and to top it off, youre shit is small.

Happy Halloween, bitches [!!!]

I loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee my justin.

too 'effin much.

Im so happy its rediculous.