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ay me.
was there ever a person in the history of the world as lovesick as i am? he makes my guts ache. i can't stop humming. i lie awake just musing over every detail of his perfect existance. it scares me how much i love him, but i can't get enough.
you, the dear reader, probably have had enough, but the thing is, i can't write anything about him on my sg journal because the boss lady says it detracts from the mystery and sensual appeal that all suicidegirls must uphold for maximum customer satisfaction.
oh my god, i had a near-death experience today, my whole life flashed before my eyes. i went over to my mom's house to feed my cat this morning and when i was getting in my car to leave, this huge monster of a bee flies right at me like it has rabies or something. well, i jumped in the car and sped off, thinking i'd gotten away from it, but all of a sudden i hear this buzzing right by my left ear! so i glance over my shoulder and it's sitting right there on my left shoulder like a friggin parrot or something! i'm driving, of course, so i can't really do much of anything, so i roll down the window thinking it will fly out or get sucked out or something but noooo, the thing's just riding along on my shoulder like it's on vacation. well, it climbs onto the seatbelt, so i took my seatbelt off and let it go, hoping that it'll knock the bee out of the window, but instead it knocks it onto the back of the seat right behind me! so i'm all hunched up on the steering wheel trying to drive and not sit back against this king kong bee at the same time. i probably looked like a crazy person, here i am about to cry, pressed up against the dashboard, cursing and shaking like a freaking little girl. so, i pull into the gas station, get out of the car, and stand there with the door open, yelling at the bee to get out of my car. people are standing around pumping gas and i'm like in hysterics over this huge fucking bee that won't get out of my seat. finally, after like ten minutes of this, this old guy who reminds me of my dad comes over and squashes the bee with some paper towels. i felt like such a loser. i have never acted so girlie about anything in my life, i didn't even know i was afraid of bees. but god, this thing was huge, it was like the woolly mammoth of bees. so yea. that's my story.
was there ever a person in the history of the world as lovesick as i am? he makes my guts ache. i can't stop humming. i lie awake just musing over every detail of his perfect existance. it scares me how much i love him, but i can't get enough.
you, the dear reader, probably have had enough, but the thing is, i can't write anything about him on my sg journal because the boss lady says it detracts from the mystery and sensual appeal that all suicidegirls must uphold for maximum customer satisfaction.
oh my god, i had a near-death experience today, my whole life flashed before my eyes. i went over to my mom's house to feed my cat this morning and when i was getting in my car to leave, this huge monster of a bee flies right at me like it has rabies or something. well, i jumped in the car and sped off, thinking i'd gotten away from it, but all of a sudden i hear this buzzing right by my left ear! so i glance over my shoulder and it's sitting right there on my left shoulder like a friggin parrot or something! i'm driving, of course, so i can't really do much of anything, so i roll down the window thinking it will fly out or get sucked out or something but noooo, the thing's just riding along on my shoulder like it's on vacation. well, it climbs onto the seatbelt, so i took my seatbelt off and let it go, hoping that it'll knock the bee out of the window, but instead it knocks it onto the back of the seat right behind me! so i'm all hunched up on the steering wheel trying to drive and not sit back against this king kong bee at the same time. i probably looked like a crazy person, here i am about to cry, pressed up against the dashboard, cursing and shaking like a freaking little girl. so, i pull into the gas station, get out of the car, and stand there with the door open, yelling at the bee to get out of my car. people are standing around pumping gas and i'm like in hysterics over this huge fucking bee that won't get out of my seat. finally, after like ten minutes of this, this old guy who reminds me of my dad comes over and squashes the bee with some paper towels. i felt like such a loser. i have never acted so girlie about anything in my life, i didn't even know i was afraid of bees. but god, this thing was huge, it was like the woolly mammoth of bees. so yea. that's my story.