"take it or leave it, promises are only good for the first 5 minutes"
i keep it gangsta.
i practice safe sex when i have sex which is never because it's always terribly disappointing.
i'm joining the navy.
i saved someone's life last night at 3 am.
i look particularly bohemian today.
but always damn sexy.
i accidentally lost 10 pounds.
i thought the scale was broken so i was looking at it trying to fix it when Fin walked by and called into the bathroom in passing, "it's not the scale- you've been forgetting to eat again, retard."
and i realized... this was true.
i work. i sleep. i wake up. i work. i sleep. i wake up.
i drink a lot of water.
shouldn't that count?
so... um. yeah.
last night the scale said 98.
i ate a bunch of food this morning and now it says 100.
and if i put my shoes on... it says 103.
i saw eddie yesterday. he's dying.
his arms are ravaged. ruined. tracked up and banged out. he's moved on to other places where he can find a vein easier.
i spent the entire afternoon trying not to cry and i left him sprawled out on the floor on a high.
i don't even recognize him anymore.
i had to pull over in a parking lot and sob for 30 minutes because i was so shaken up i couldn't drive.
smack will eat you alive from the inside out.
it will destroy your soul.
i've seen it.
...i need to find some socks.
i wish i had flip flops here.
fuck bryan.
i hate him and i think he should die.
stupid son of a bitch.
we played with sparklers last night in the street.
the cops came and i thought they were going to get mad but they laughed at us because we were all over the age of 18 and barefoot and giggling and we WEREN'T intoxicated.
they said we looked like a bunch of hippies at woodstock.
oh. hey. did you know that cops aren't really big fans of drinking and driving? or sex in public. yeah. those two combinations just aren't cool with the fuzz, man.
i'm gonna be a sailor.
and i am FOR SURE gonna get an anchor tattoo on my upper arm.
it'll have to be the right one because the left one is gonna be one blur of beautiful ink after catherine get's married. i'm the maid of honor. she made me promise to wait.
and i did.
it's time to go see my babies graduate.
i betcha i'll cry.
**
kb
i practice safe sex when i have sex which is never because it's always terribly disappointing.
i'm joining the navy.
i saved someone's life last night at 3 am.
i look particularly bohemian today.
but always damn sexy.
i accidentally lost 10 pounds.
i thought the scale was broken so i was looking at it trying to fix it when Fin walked by and called into the bathroom in passing, "it's not the scale- you've been forgetting to eat again, retard."
and i realized... this was true.
i work. i sleep. i wake up. i work. i sleep. i wake up.
i drink a lot of water.
shouldn't that count?
so... um. yeah.
last night the scale said 98.
i ate a bunch of food this morning and now it says 100.
and if i put my shoes on... it says 103.
i saw eddie yesterday. he's dying.
his arms are ravaged. ruined. tracked up and banged out. he's moved on to other places where he can find a vein easier.
i spent the entire afternoon trying not to cry and i left him sprawled out on the floor on a high.
i don't even recognize him anymore.
i had to pull over in a parking lot and sob for 30 minutes because i was so shaken up i couldn't drive.
smack will eat you alive from the inside out.
it will destroy your soul.
i've seen it.
...i need to find some socks.
i wish i had flip flops here.
fuck bryan.
i hate him and i think he should die.
stupid son of a bitch.
we played with sparklers last night in the street.
the cops came and i thought they were going to get mad but they laughed at us because we were all over the age of 18 and barefoot and giggling and we WEREN'T intoxicated.
they said we looked like a bunch of hippies at woodstock.
oh. hey. did you know that cops aren't really big fans of drinking and driving? or sex in public. yeah. those two combinations just aren't cool with the fuzz, man.
i'm gonna be a sailor.
and i am FOR SURE gonna get an anchor tattoo on my upper arm.
it'll have to be the right one because the left one is gonna be one blur of beautiful ink after catherine get's married. i'm the maid of honor. she made me promise to wait.
and i did.
it's time to go see my babies graduate.
i betcha i'll cry.
**
kb