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Post anything that you want, and post it anonymously. Anything. A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love -- anything. Be sure to post honestly. Post twice if you'd like. Then, put this in your LJ to see what your friends [and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your LJ] have to say.
go onnn now.
i want to hear what you have to
go onnn now.
i want to hear what you have to
hmmm
i once got flashed by a weird man on the subway headed to time square.
and i am proud to say i own a fake prada bag. big. blue. and fake.
i enjoy running around my house in my spiderman underwear singing to the spice girls, and shakin it like a polaroid picture.
elephants have GiNORMOUS penises, (i wonder if their testicals are the size of basket balls?)
snoop dog is not my father.
little kids are sticky.
feet smell.
i am extremely afraid of elevators. they scare the hell outta me. whoa.
i once had a "romantic encounter" on the hood of a car. a stranger's car. (i am fairly sure that the stranger was not still IN the car)
if i could marry an inatomate object, it would most definitely be my stuffed monkey named mooch. he wears a fluffy white boa. its sexy.
i sleep better when its raining outside. (not so well when its raining inside)
love... hmm... i think i might be IN love... only not...
bump that... i'm not in love because boys suck. (not to mention the whole cootie thing)
now a story... there once was a woman who lived in a shoe. [ I am happy that im not her. i like wearing shoes, buying shoes, if the mood strikes, maybe even hugging shoes, but i really don't think that i could LIVE in a shoe.(again, feet smell) ]... so she is living in this old boot type thing- completely not hott. one day, her studly lumberjack looking husband comes home. he has won the lottery. they move into the m o s t s e x y manolo blahnik patent leather mary jane stilettos that you will EVER see...
Moral Of The Story... marry a hott lumberjack guy that is lucky enough to win the lottery, and you will spend your days in amazing shoes.
THE END
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