i want friends. like real friends.
something or ones that i can reach out to.
talk to. not worry about.

i find myself jealous of others with that.
isnt that just tacky.

not much to write in here.
my weekend was full

whatever happened to a couple of drinks at guadalajara??HAHAHHAA. yeah. we are bad ( Read more... )

MEMORY:

walking around bizarre bazaar with the hook aka
abortion tool. and bobbing my head
singing this song. STONED

i miss those days.
thats all.
its a camel toe and thats a fact.

oh where did you go kristine.
come back now. im lonely.

p.s. my arm pits are sweating.

however. someone stole my deodorant!! yeah.
*rolls eyes* thanks. sister.

gotta see utah. im so sick of his excuses ( Read more... )

im such a lucky girl

so.
first entry.

im erasing you