There's nothing wrong with being lonely...NO SIREE!!!
Ok, maybe there is...
I am totally eating chocolate.
I hate chocolate.
Thats not what it looks like though!
Fuck you too Mr. Steven.
I didnt answer like twice and you stope calling.
Shows me how important our little chats are.
Whatever.
I didnt wanna talk to you anyways.
Just get to hear about you and all the million other people you talk to.
Its SO good to know I'm replacable.
You are too.
ANYWAYS...
Went to Deanna's last night. We were supposed to hit three parties last night. We ended up just staying at her house. Nicole came and brought the pucker.
Vodka bad.
It was a sad night.
A funny night.
We all ended up...
Well you don't need to know.
Nothing overly crazy.
I hit my head like 5 times.
I have bumps on it.
Quite painful really.
We went to the pound yesterday.
I cried a little.
Its so sad
and we could have taken one and gave it a good home.
But no.
We have to be picky about it.
We have to have a girl dog with a beard,
Because thats what GERALD wants.
So basically, I wont have anything to do with this dog either.
They will pick the name, the breed, where it sleeps etc.
It will grow up to hate me just like Willy.
Fuck it.
I'll be out of here in another year.
counting the days...
Fuck my head hurts.
P.S.
Another pukeless night
&& hangoverless morning.
I'm sure I'll get mine eventually.
My granny's doing pretty well with this whole Sarah becoming an alcoholic.
She was proud to hear about my seven shots of vodka. (Not that thats that much, but whatever.)
P.S. (again)
I hope you had a LITTLE bit of fun Rachelle.
You looked bored.
I'm sorry
I am totally eating chocolate.
I hate chocolate.
Thats not what it looks like though!
Fuck you too Mr. Steven.
I didnt answer like twice and you stope calling.
Shows me how important our little chats are.
Whatever.
I didnt wanna talk to you anyways.
Just get to hear about you and all the million other people you talk to.
Its SO good to know I'm replacable.
You are too.
ANYWAYS...
Went to Deanna's last night. We were supposed to hit three parties last night. We ended up just staying at her house. Nicole came and brought the pucker.
Vodka bad.
It was a sad night.
A funny night.
We all ended up...
Well you don't need to know.
Nothing overly crazy.
I hit my head like 5 times.
I have bumps on it.
Quite painful really.
We went to the pound yesterday.
I cried a little.
Its so sad
and we could have taken one and gave it a good home.
But no.
We have to be picky about it.
We have to have a girl dog with a beard,
Because thats what GERALD wants.
So basically, I wont have anything to do with this dog either.
They will pick the name, the breed, where it sleeps etc.
It will grow up to hate me just like Willy.
Fuck it.
I'll be out of here in another year.
counting the days...
Fuck my head hurts.
P.S.
Another pukeless night
&& hangoverless morning.
I'm sure I'll get mine eventually.
My granny's doing pretty well with this whole Sarah becoming an alcoholic.
She was proud to hear about my seven shots of vodka. (Not that thats that much, but whatever.)
P.S. (again)
I hope you had a LITTLE bit of fun Rachelle.
You looked bored.
I'm sorry