another britt dress. girl has two tupperware bins full of stuff, american thrills we can’t get here and she’s mulling over selling them online or wherever. i guess prepare for more me in dresses photos.
incidentally, fil hates this dress so i had to secretly wear it yesterday when he wasn’t around. what’s not to like? the pile of ruffles adorning the chest and shoulders? or the classic mom arms sleeve cut? precious.
oh shit here we go.
WIENER!
nice thigh bruise, it just gets uglier and uglier.
you can tie it in the front or in the back. probably in the back but i like it in the front cos i think it gives you more shape that way. makes you feel skinnay-er.
got to hear all about britt’s chin zit yesterday, do go on! i think it has its own postal code by now.
after bunging up our order by bringing us sushi (we ordered 2 sashimi deluxes) making us wait longer and prior to that explicitly saying NO seared tuna, they bring us seared tuna. they’re lucky they have the least fishiest tasting fish on the block. it’s true though, sushi/sashimi is the best laxative ever, read.
these flowers don’t even look real.
ahhhhhhh.
brad left britt flowers and that huge bear the other day. PUKEVILLE! it’s like that simpsons valentine’s day episode when apu was making all the springfield dudes look bad. (do you like how the only thing i have to compare real life/any experiences to is the simpsons?)
boner in the street dress just saying girls.
it’s a lot darker now, i took this tuesday and i just discovered a bruise on my ass. wicked. big brother on youtube in the background i have no idea why i’m so into those annoying turds, i spend way too much time thinking about them too i know! when i wake up or about to i’m going over all their stupid shit in my head, mulling over strategies, thinking about the jury house gaaaaaaaaaah can’t wait til it’s over.
ps. antm started, why do you think that jesus nut had to leave for “personal reasons” i mean which ones, being fucking insane, nervous breakdown?