poop in the closet
Damn dog.
Today was up,
Today was down.
Then Up,
Then down again.
Moody Jackie, i swear...
Nobody likes her,
but everyone loves her.
just kidding. some people only like me.
or don't know me... crap, whatever.
Doesnt it make you feel super duper special when one of your friends insists on paying for your movie ticket even when they really don't need to and you totally didn't ask, and you even argued with them not to get it for you, but they freakin did it anyways? gentlemen rock. they open doors and shit. they pay for movies. these are all tasks i am well equipt with a small paycheck and arms of my very own to complete with. but it just makes me feel oh-so lady-like when i they are done for me. crap, i almost don't feel like i am even worth it. but i am a chick. we are all worth it. know why? because we got the goods. not that i am a whore or nuthin. but eventually... those gents will be greatly rewarded later on in life with some fantastic gift. either that, or they just are not going to hell.
ha, who am i kidding, there is no real hell.
oh, and by they way, 300 slays. and i mean that in a way like... i left the movie theatre and murdered someone with a pen while leaving the lobby. it was cool.
i'm just laying low for a few months though.
Today was up,
Today was down.
Then Up,
Then down again.
Moody Jackie, i swear...
Nobody likes her,
but everyone loves her.
just kidding. some people only like me.
or don't know me... crap, whatever.
Doesnt it make you feel super duper special when one of your friends insists on paying for your movie ticket even when they really don't need to and you totally didn't ask, and you even argued with them not to get it for you, but they freakin did it anyways? gentlemen rock. they open doors and shit. they pay for movies. these are all tasks i am well equipt with a small paycheck and arms of my very own to complete with. but it just makes me feel oh-so lady-like when i they are done for me. crap, i almost don't feel like i am even worth it. but i am a chick. we are all worth it. know why? because we got the goods. not that i am a whore or nuthin. but eventually... those gents will be greatly rewarded later on in life with some fantastic gift. either that, or they just are not going to hell.
ha, who am i kidding, there is no real hell.
oh, and by they way, 300 slays. and i mean that in a way like... i left the movie theatre and murdered someone with a pen while leaving the lobby. it was cool.
i'm just laying low for a few months though.