fitness water
so it's coming up on a year now, and really, it's all your fault. okay maybe not your 'fault' per say. but it sure has a hell of a lot to do with you.
august 31st was the best day i had all year. september 1st wasnt.
so after busting my tush for over a month, they finally handed it over. and not just on a silver platter, they served it up in a platinum skillet. thank you to all who participated in making me feel like the bomb diggity doo wop shebang.
(she bangs she bangs)
some one wonderful told me that good things come to those who wait... and yeah. they do.
but do good things come to those overweight? i dunno about all that. i came up with this grand idea that if i ate all the unhealthy junk food in my house, it wouldnt be there anymore to tempt me and ruin my diet. so. yeah.. im an idiot, but there is no more junk food in the house. but there is extra junk in my trunk. i gained at least five pounds. 2 probably in my tits alone. f-in a.
all these online guys are drooling in pudlles that spell out 'c-d youre so hot' and i just want to yell my pictures are from the neck up you crazy shits. im so pissed at my ass being so fat. f-in a. a buck 30 my ass.
come this hurricane im gonna totally detox. which reminds me... WHY THE FUCK HAVENT I TAKEN A DRUG TEST FOR MY FUCKING PROMOTION? ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT AS STRESSED AS I HAVE FUCKING BEEN I COULDVE BEEN SMOKING RINGS AROUND THIS SHIT AND IT WOULDNT HAVE MATTERED? oh well. it's about time. i cant believe the way ive been this year. it's disgusting.
i wish i was who i was last year today. skinny and energetic minus the whole depression over damn ex boyfriends. speaking of exboyfriends. brad broke up with me last night..? ... funny how things turn out that way.
no need to have the 'why dont you have a boyfriend' convo with brian anymore. it's been decided. as a girlfriend: im fucking worthless. i suck at it. and at this point in my life, i feel sorry for anyone who tries to be an active member of my life. im too busy and grumpy and ... blah. it's about time for an action plan. mission: impossible. (be someone you like)
gotta start being the me i should be. i talked to brad alot about who we truly think we are. and i truly think im not who ive been acting to be. and im not the straight edge christian head i was a year ago. the me i love... was the me... an hour before you kissed me last year.beautiful, brutal, carefree and lovely, not part of you, and not jaded. had a nice manicure back then. i just lost my best friend then.
i just gained a best friend then. i was thinking i was independant. you were thinking you wouldnt become dependant on me. but youre a dick....ted to me. enough about your slimy shit you fucking dick drip.
caramel had an all white baby. and i think i might have him. with my LUX. i'll talk to eddie about it.since it'll be just him and me when lee moves out. i'll miss him. we wont have time for each other. oh well. at least i wont have to deal with his drama anymore.
*on a personal note: bitch, im well medicated these days, and dont give a flying fucknut about your shit on a shovel "love life." you wanna know shame? i'll give you some shame right in your eye socket. stay out of my what? stay out of my room. stay out of my life. stay out of my peripheral vision. black jaw mother scunt.
the new me curses much less often. jen is moving to cali she says. to CALI she says. im gonna move into a rotting hole and videotape my skin slowly pruning. im way to tired for this.
august 31st was the best day i had all year. september 1st wasnt.
so after busting my tush for over a month, they finally handed it over. and not just on a silver platter, they served it up in a platinum skillet. thank you to all who participated in making me feel like the bomb diggity doo wop shebang.
(she bangs she bangs)
some one wonderful told me that good things come to those who wait... and yeah. they do.
but do good things come to those overweight? i dunno about all that. i came up with this grand idea that if i ate all the unhealthy junk food in my house, it wouldnt be there anymore to tempt me and ruin my diet. so. yeah.. im an idiot, but there is no more junk food in the house. but there is extra junk in my trunk. i gained at least five pounds. 2 probably in my tits alone. f-in a.
all these online guys are drooling in pudlles that spell out 'c-d youre so hot' and i just want to yell my pictures are from the neck up you crazy shits. im so pissed at my ass being so fat. f-in a. a buck 30 my ass.
come this hurricane im gonna totally detox. which reminds me... WHY THE FUCK HAVENT I TAKEN A DRUG TEST FOR MY FUCKING PROMOTION? ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT AS STRESSED AS I HAVE FUCKING BEEN I COULDVE BEEN SMOKING RINGS AROUND THIS SHIT AND IT WOULDNT HAVE MATTERED? oh well. it's about time. i cant believe the way ive been this year. it's disgusting.
i wish i was who i was last year today. skinny and energetic minus the whole depression over damn ex boyfriends. speaking of exboyfriends. brad broke up with me last night..? ... funny how things turn out that way.
no need to have the 'why dont you have a boyfriend' convo with brian anymore. it's been decided. as a girlfriend: im fucking worthless. i suck at it. and at this point in my life, i feel sorry for anyone who tries to be an active member of my life. im too busy and grumpy and ... blah. it's about time for an action plan. mission: impossible. (be someone you like)
gotta start being the me i should be. i talked to brad alot about who we truly think we are. and i truly think im not who ive been acting to be. and im not the straight edge christian head i was a year ago. the me i love... was the me... an hour before you kissed me last year.beautiful, brutal, carefree and lovely, not part of you, and not jaded. had a nice manicure back then. i just lost my best friend then.
i just gained a best friend then. i was thinking i was independant. you were thinking you wouldnt become dependant on me. but youre a dick....ted to me. enough about your slimy shit you fucking dick drip.
caramel had an all white baby. and i think i might have him. with my LUX. i'll talk to eddie about it.since it'll be just him and me when lee moves out. i'll miss him. we wont have time for each other. oh well. at least i wont have to deal with his drama anymore.
*on a personal note: bitch, im well medicated these days, and dont give a flying fucknut about your shit on a shovel "love life." you wanna know shame? i'll give you some shame right in your eye socket. stay out of my what? stay out of my room. stay out of my life. stay out of my peripheral vision. black jaw mother scunt.
the new me curses much less often. jen is moving to cali she says. to CALI she says. im gonna move into a rotting hole and videotape my skin slowly pruning. im way to tired for this.