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well!
i am now known as kamala janine connors, the most talented server at old spag' EVER. not really. i fucked up alot. and forgot names. and whos order was whos. but i had a great night. and i am very thankful for the opportunity i have been given. i mean i look like a big stalky dyke in my work clothes...buuuuuut, i mean. whatevskies. and besides...turning down more than like 400.00 a week....me?...no. ahhh i can see the shopping bags nooow. muah-ha-HAH.
everyone knows. and no one cares. but i am in love with this man named noah. like, really in love. he leaves flowers on my bed for me to come home to, learns deathcab songs and plays them on the guitar for me, makes me rice krispy treat cereal (that was discontinued in like fourth grade) by breaking up individual rice krispy treats, buys gushers fruit snacks and otter pops, and we yell out be-bo-be-bo to eachother. yeah, call me a faggot. i can deal.
nika, my beautiful roommate is 19 in 2.5 HOURS. if only she knew she was going to wake up with my fingers in her vag. haah. i LOVE you NIKA. <3
BO. i am very depressed about friday. as in VERY depressed. i am putting myself on a strict "NO VAG" diet because i feel so terrible. (after tonight with nika of course). but do not think for one second you will not get a vulgar and disguisting card from fullerton, california. street: nutwood.
emily and nicole i miss you very much as well. better believe it.
and with that. i dedicate this picture to you three girls. because i love YOU.
and i am not studying for my biology test tomorrow that i will rediculously fail where my professor will come up to me and tell me to drop the class because i am a raging idiot. but that is why i love college. i am having fun...and i am allowed to just fuck up every once in awhile and not care. AMEN. and to sleep I GO.
i am now known as kamala janine connors, the most talented server at old spag' EVER. not really. i fucked up alot. and forgot names. and whos order was whos. but i had a great night. and i am very thankful for the opportunity i have been given. i mean i look like a big stalky dyke in my work clothes...buuuuuut, i mean. whatevskies. and besides...turning down more than like 400.00 a week....me?...no. ahhh i can see the shopping bags nooow. muah-ha-HAH.
everyone knows. and no one cares. but i am in love with this man named noah. like, really in love. he leaves flowers on my bed for me to come home to, learns deathcab songs and plays them on the guitar for me, makes me rice krispy treat cereal (that was discontinued in like fourth grade) by breaking up individual rice krispy treats, buys gushers fruit snacks and otter pops, and we yell out be-bo-be-bo to eachother. yeah, call me a faggot. i can deal.
nika, my beautiful roommate is 19 in 2.5 HOURS. if only she knew she was going to wake up with my fingers in her vag. haah. i LOVE you NIKA. <3
BO. i am very depressed about friday. as in VERY depressed. i am putting myself on a strict "NO VAG" diet because i feel so terrible. (after tonight with nika of course). but do not think for one second you will not get a vulgar and disguisting card from fullerton, california. street: nutwood.
emily and nicole i miss you very much as well. better believe it.
and with that. i dedicate this picture to you three girls. because i love YOU.
and i am not studying for my biology test tomorrow that i will rediculously fail where my professor will come up to me and tell me to drop the class because i am a raging idiot. but that is why i love college. i am having fun...and i am allowed to just fuck up every once in awhile and not care. AMEN. and to sleep I GO.