this is a public post. this is a post modern experience. and i don't know why you're serious.

[inamorata_sic]

Oh dear Lord. Today the worst possible thing happened at the worst possible time. Even though I was hysterical about the whole thing, I couldn't help but laugh like a bitch squating in the bathroom. Jesus H. Christ. The pain was unbearable, but what are you gonna do. You either get it out now or die later.

So I can't even get my shit back from

Comments

[nothingsense]

heather,
thank you first off for remembering my birthday. i happen to have your house number and wasnt counted. how quaint. and just for the record, i for one dont hate you, and never really have.

either way, i hope your still okay with me because im okay with you.
<3

[inamorata_sic]

awesome.
we're still okay.
that'd be awesome
if one day you, i, and crystal could hang out for a little bit.

im down.
how do you have my house phone number?

[nothingsense]

ive always had it,
and its definately under 'Frank' in my phone.

[broken_noel]

but you'll get along with 15 year old mexicans right?, yeah ya will. oh and i have your house number too.

[inamorata_sic]

yeah. i get along with you.

how did YOU get my house phone number too?
this is just special.
just too darn special.

[thx_1138]

but like Luis would say "I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!"

by the way, i do not like baked beans, just for the record

[inamorata_sic]

i figured. but i just heard you say it in my head!

[namemejordan]

How can you think that no one is gonna read this....I get so excited when you post a new entry because they always make me laugh and have a better day...hah

<333

[indieguitarist]

I have your house phone number too!

Okay, I don't really. And I don't hate you.