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everytime we walk by shan i nag fil to buy this


it’s probably 200 dollars, anyway, finally a suit to make guys feel like fat cows, FINALLY. thank you casino royale. i think it’s worth it, total package enhancer, plus, i like my dudes to look like 12 year old boys. so if you wanted to know where to get those trunks, shan is the place. or is A place.

uh.

moving on.

sorry for the killer stupid look on my face and for some reason i am walking but i am wearing a new shirt and i am carrying the pillowcase dress. get ready for some amazing.

and look a pose this blog is so unreal.

i liked that my face looks like an acorn.

does someone want that party til you puke game that’s in the corner? this dress comes in polka-dots print too i think that would be too wacky for me i am a crazy loudmouth enough as it is and i don’t want to go back to a psyche ward.

i might have to go back and get more of these shirts, maybe one size smaller, i felt naked all night long too, there’s a built-in plastic thing around the boobs-part for aesthetics.

what? shut up.

and there it is on my shoe rack oh, fil DID empty out one of his drawers wow, i know, blown away, i think this means we are really committed, no turning back now.

siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh. it is long on the torso like those slutty college girls posing in playboy would wear.

oops i seem to have interrupted a what we call gay cuckoo moment.

that cat is so mental.

short shorts are under that not that anyone could fucking see them.

stay tuned for more.

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does anyone know why postsecret didn’t do its sunday post this past weekend? i know i am purely fucking lame for admitting i read that blog but anyway, wtf? i was thinking of sending one in saying everytime i read this site i feel more and more embarrassed for the fucking planet – it’s nothing but suicidal cheating obese closeted nymphos crying their faces off, nothing cool comes in anymore like i put my snot on my boss’s coffee cup it’s just all emo depressives and emails saying THIS POSTCARD CHANGED MY LIFE I DON’T FEEL ALONE ANYMORE oh fucking grow up and get some therapy.

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