I know, I know...
I haven't updated this one in a while, but I'm trying to keep these entries happy and [insert name of wicked ex boyfriend here] free.
So just a little taste...
Last week Keats was going to Boston for a show, I had stayed over the night before and helped him pack and everything in the morning. While we were kissing goodbye at my car his (gay) neighbor drove up. While getting out of the car he yells "Damn straights. You make me sick."
I almost peed myself. 20 hours until vacation!
So just a little taste...
Last week Keats was going to Boston for a show, I had stayed over the night before and helped him pack and everything in the morning. While we were kissing goodbye at my car his (gay) neighbor drove up. While getting out of the car he yells "Damn straights. You make me sick."
I almost peed myself. 20 hours until vacation!