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monday.
the week begins, starts, goes, travels, moves, leaps, rotates, spins, etc etc etc
anything but stop.
im watching the time go by like its nobodys biznaz.
whatever
lets talk about something else.
wanna talk about this huge bottle of absolute i just purchased?
blue label... aww yeah
how about the cranberry juice to go with it?
more vodka than cranberry in this glass, but whos counting. vodka will make the pain go away faster than cranberry juice will
mr brion himself has just exited my evening via an aim convo stating he had to "reboot"
i think that is a.k.a. jen nash, shana banana, or miss 50's herself. reboot reschmoot.
such a stud.
maybe if i died my hair totally blonde, got really super tan again, and danced like the skankiest biatch ever(wait i do that ;-)), umm... well if i was a slut and liked threesomes and did nothing but walk around looking perfect and hot 24/7 id have a chane
but as it stands im just crystal
all hope is lost
replace the blonde with crazy dark with lighter streaks, replace the tan with just me, replace the skanky dancing with SUPER skanky dancing(aww yeah got that one in the bag), replace slutty with genuine, replace liking threesomes with liking it with someone who cares, and replace the 24/7 perfectness with a normal girl who wakes up looking like shit...... and add in some mm, requiem, fight club, black micheal jackson gloves, fishnet, camo, sassyness and....
waaalllllaaaa.... its me.
not good enough i suppose. doesnt make me care any less. should i stop? yes! will i stop? NO! im crazy for you
whatever. i like me how i am and i wouldnt change to be the cookie cutter chick ya'll want if you paid me a million dol.... wait...for a million maybe... but definantly not for five bucks! no way no how.
fucking like a prayer is the only song i want to hear and also the only song that skips.
annoying? i think so!
its like a little prayer...prayer...prayer.... just like a like a like a like a like a pr pr pr pr pr pr pr pr ayer...... no end and no no no no no begg beggin begg begginnnnnnnnnn beginnnnning...
im down on my knees knees on my knees knees on my knees like a prayer you know know ow ow ow ow ow ill take you y y y y y y y y y y y ou ouuuuuu there...
nice. its almost like the remix version. wicka wicka wicka.
wait isnt wicka like witchism? fuuuuuck.
what to talk about? there is this picture that hangs on the entry way when you come in and its something i painted in kindergarten(sp?).
its called "the world in crystals eyes"
its a pretyy fucked up picture. i think i was messed up early on. thanks mom. thanks moms psycho bf, thanks world.
blah. my neck hurts.
oh got my nails fixed. im so happy with the nailpolish i picked out. im going to tell everyone. the name of it is "vampire state building"
niiiiiiiice.
who thinks im hot now???? yeah thats what i thought.
im hungry. bday cake? nah!
cheeseburger? dont mind if i do
no. no eating. i was told today that my ass is getting big. that means no eating for a week.
im gonna pull a barbie twins stunt.
haha!! i didnt even know who they were till sunday when i watched the E true hollywood story.
ugly girls!! eewww
like a virgin
okay this is a true dilemma. um... what can i eat? the pineapple is still looking at me. im tempted.
temptation is bad bad bad.
oh requiem is also staring me right in the face. watch me watch me.
NO! if i watch you, i will not sleep and i will most likely drink way too much and pass out. NEVER TO WAKE AGAIN!!!!
haha. okay too dramatic.
i stopped drinking 10 mins ago so i need to stop trying to look like im cool and still drinking. i am a light weight and i admit. admit. admit.
i need to go shopping. im so sick of all of my clothes. they are ugly and they make me ugly. eeww gross clothes!
so i guess that makes me a material girl. i love material. material things i mean. if they dont give me proper credit...i just walk away. cuz the boy with the cold hard cash is always mr right.
okay so he says that hes going to marry me and we can raise a little family.. maybe we will be alright. its a sacrifice.... but my friends keep telling me to give it up sayin im too young i outta live it up....
so please... papa dont preach
blah.
i should stop with the madonna songs. they are nothing but trouble. so um hey... requiem?!?!??!?! cmon... you know you wanna. my living room 10 mins.. ill bring the popcorn. you will love it i promise. then we will watch fight club, then pi, then donnie darko, then lost highway, then umm.... gangs of new york(so damn good!), then ummm... then ill be late for work at that point i guess.
haha.
vampire state building.
if i was a vampire i would be a naughty vampire. probably wearing something similar to my devil outfit but with fangs and a black garter(is that spelled right?) and caring handcuffs with me...
the kinky she vamp. aww yeah.
eewww gross handcuffs.
so this week we are skipping out on dolla wednesday. and going for some movies with the brionster maybe. i have to check with my lesbian lover first. make sure its okay. you know. the one i do the threesomes with.
damn now i just need some blonde hair. im getting there.
my new boss at work is cool. i need to be making at least 30k a year as opposed to what im getting now.
i haul ass everyday and fix everything all day long.
if i didnt have SuGaShAnE69 to talk to all day i would probably just get bored. hehehe. no way too busy to get bored. okay
here is the remainder of my night:
1. laundry out of washer and into dryer
2. salad with low fat ranch(thats code for cheeseburger w/double bacon)
3. another vodka and cranberry
4. requiem while putting the second coat of aqua(like your eyes)paint on my dresser ive been painting
5. phone calls
6. rabbitx2000
7. 50 sit ups(thats code for get some cake)
8. 500 million billion gatrigillion cranberry pills
9. fall asleep and dream about stuff that may never happen but that i wish for more than ive ever wished for anything
he called me bub. im set for life. i could die happy now.
scratch that list. im going to bed to sleep.
the week begins, starts, goes, travels, moves, leaps, rotates, spins, etc etc etc
anything but stop.
im watching the time go by like its nobodys biznaz.
whatever
lets talk about something else.
wanna talk about this huge bottle of absolute i just purchased?
blue label... aww yeah
how about the cranberry juice to go with it?
more vodka than cranberry in this glass, but whos counting. vodka will make the pain go away faster than cranberry juice will
mr brion himself has just exited my evening via an aim convo stating he had to "reboot"
i think that is a.k.a. jen nash, shana banana, or miss 50's herself. reboot reschmoot.
such a stud.
maybe if i died my hair totally blonde, got really super tan again, and danced like the skankiest biatch ever(wait i do that ;-)), umm... well if i was a slut and liked threesomes and did nothing but walk around looking perfect and hot 24/7 id have a chane
but as it stands im just crystal
all hope is lost
replace the blonde with crazy dark with lighter streaks, replace the tan with just me, replace the skanky dancing with SUPER skanky dancing(aww yeah got that one in the bag), replace slutty with genuine, replace liking threesomes with liking it with someone who cares, and replace the 24/7 perfectness with a normal girl who wakes up looking like shit...... and add in some mm, requiem, fight club, black micheal jackson gloves, fishnet, camo, sassyness and....
waaalllllaaaa.... its me.
not good enough i suppose. doesnt make me care any less. should i stop? yes! will i stop? NO! im crazy for you
whatever. i like me how i am and i wouldnt change to be the cookie cutter chick ya'll want if you paid me a million dol.... wait...for a million maybe... but definantly not for five bucks! no way no how.
fucking like a prayer is the only song i want to hear and also the only song that skips.
annoying? i think so!
its like a little prayer...prayer...prayer.... just like a like a like a like a like a pr pr pr pr pr pr pr pr ayer...... no end and no no no no no begg beggin begg begginnnnnnnnnn beginnnnning...
im down on my knees knees on my knees knees on my knees like a prayer you know know ow ow ow ow ow ill take you y y y y y y y y y y y ou ouuuuuu there...
nice. its almost like the remix version. wicka wicka wicka.
wait isnt wicka like witchism? fuuuuuck.
what to talk about? there is this picture that hangs on the entry way when you come in and its something i painted in kindergarten(sp?).
its called "the world in crystals eyes"
its a pretyy fucked up picture. i think i was messed up early on. thanks mom. thanks moms psycho bf, thanks world.
blah. my neck hurts.
oh got my nails fixed. im so happy with the nailpolish i picked out. im going to tell everyone. the name of it is "vampire state building"
niiiiiiiice.
who thinks im hot now???? yeah thats what i thought.
im hungry. bday cake? nah!
cheeseburger? dont mind if i do
no. no eating. i was told today that my ass is getting big. that means no eating for a week.
im gonna pull a barbie twins stunt.
haha!! i didnt even know who they were till sunday when i watched the E true hollywood story.
ugly girls!! eewww
like a virgin
okay this is a true dilemma. um... what can i eat? the pineapple is still looking at me. im tempted.
temptation is bad bad bad.
oh requiem is also staring me right in the face. watch me watch me.
NO! if i watch you, i will not sleep and i will most likely drink way too much and pass out. NEVER TO WAKE AGAIN!!!!
haha. okay too dramatic.
i stopped drinking 10 mins ago so i need to stop trying to look like im cool and still drinking. i am a light weight and i admit. admit. admit.
i need to go shopping. im so sick of all of my clothes. they are ugly and they make me ugly. eeww gross clothes!
so i guess that makes me a material girl. i love material. material things i mean. if they dont give me proper credit...i just walk away. cuz the boy with the cold hard cash is always mr right.
okay so he says that hes going to marry me and we can raise a little family.. maybe we will be alright. its a sacrifice.... but my friends keep telling me to give it up sayin im too young i outta live it up....
so please... papa dont preach
blah.
i should stop with the madonna songs. they are nothing but trouble. so um hey... requiem?!?!??!?! cmon... you know you wanna. my living room 10 mins.. ill bring the popcorn. you will love it i promise. then we will watch fight club, then pi, then donnie darko, then lost highway, then umm.... gangs of new york(so damn good!), then ummm... then ill be late for work at that point i guess.
haha.
vampire state building.
if i was a vampire i would be a naughty vampire. probably wearing something similar to my devil outfit but with fangs and a black garter(is that spelled right?) and caring handcuffs with me...
the kinky she vamp. aww yeah.
eewww gross handcuffs.
so this week we are skipping out on dolla wednesday. and going for some movies with the brionster maybe. i have to check with my lesbian lover first. make sure its okay. you know. the one i do the threesomes with.
damn now i just need some blonde hair. im getting there.
my new boss at work is cool. i need to be making at least 30k a year as opposed to what im getting now.
i haul ass everyday and fix everything all day long.
if i didnt have SuGaShAnE69 to talk to all day i would probably just get bored. hehehe. no way too busy to get bored. okay
here is the remainder of my night:
1. laundry out of washer and into dryer
2. salad with low fat ranch(thats code for cheeseburger w/double bacon)
3. another vodka and cranberry
4. requiem while putting the second coat of aqua(like your eyes)paint on my dresser ive been painting
5. phone calls
6. rabbitx2000
7. 50 sit ups(thats code for get some cake)
8. 500 million billion gatrigillion cranberry pills
9. fall asleep and dream about stuff that may never happen but that i wish for more than ive ever wished for anything
he called me bub. im set for life. i could die happy now.
scratch that list. im going to bed to sleep.