I feel really gross, my stomach is sick, and I have cramps.
uuuughhhh....
I Brake for Faeries.
Sent in my volunteer app to the Fairie Festival.
Amor's party tomorrow.
Dickens sunday.
Made some gifts today.

I feel sick.

Love and 80s loose crop-tops,
Hayley Jane

I think I should get famous and get endorsed by milk. I love milk. I'll gladly pose in as many ads as they wish. ENDORSE ME, DAIRY PRODUCTS. DO IT ( Read more... )

Party info ( Read more... )

Working on some knitting. Just because.

And I love Zachary Eric Unger. Massively.

Sex and candy,
Hayley Jane

P.S. Sewing studio in progess.

Let’s grow up and get married and have a baby girl ( Read more... )

That title has nothing to do with this entry.

Go over to my Xanga (http://www.xanga.com/flirting_with_fate). Read my story. Make me a happy camper.

For some reason, I feel sort of emotionally dead. I dunno. Maybe I'm an idiot.

I love you, Zac.

Sex and candy,
Hayley Jane

Untitled song, will probably name it something obvious like "Talk to Me" or maybe "Say It" or perhaps maybe even "The Boy". There might be a bridge in there somewhere, or maybe I'll finally learn how to write leads. Or maybe I'll get Zac to make one up ( Read more... )

Last night consisted pretty much of D, E, and I computer-raping Zac and ending up with this. I am only really responsible for one line of hilariosity, but still....I joined for a little. I'll bold the line I'm responsible for ( Read more... )

XXX. I love the letter X. It's so...dangerous ( Read more... )

So...he came over. It was great. MFR and Nicole were here. We hung out. MFR and Zac fought a little, with yardsticks. You know, because they're awesome ( Read more... )