Well, let's start from the begining ( Read more... )

Obessed, much? Oh, totally. You know it ( Read more... )

No one is allowed to complement me, ever. Really, its for your own safety. I'm telling you this because MY EGO inflates like a Goodyear blimp, y'all and if you guys could hear the vile, douchebaggy thoughts in my mind sometimes, you all would never speak to me again. I am a horrible person ( Read more... )

Stef is boy crazy, y'all. And by that I mean, "BOY, that bitch is CRAZY" and I'm sure that there are numerous people in my life who can vouch for that. I don't think there has been a day to go by since I hit puberty (hell, even before that) where I haven't said out loud to someone (or no one), "he's hot!" I sat thinking about all this last night ( Read more... )