in the future, if you are going to tell the internet that your tattooist is cute, you might not want to mention him by fucking name
you fucktard.

there was an embarrasing moment in the junk food aisle of bi lo.

on the bus yesterday, across from me, there was an old school biker who turned occasionally to glare at me, but I wasn't scared because a)movies have taught me that bikers have a heart of gold, b)he was on a bus, and c) he had a a fringe. men with fringes are not scary ( Read more... )

you are strange, and kind of ugly, and I'm already committed to another online diary.
But I brought my orange, and I'm going to love you anyway.