July 2010
13 posts
I seriously love him. So much. Ever since we got back together and we’ve both talked about what we like and what we don’t, how we want to change, what we want for the future, all that stuff. Things have been great. We understand each other more. It’s just so amazing. I hope things stay like this. That would make me so happy.
Yesterday I think my boyfriend realized what an issue I have with how I look. My dad dropped me off there on his way to work, which was at five thirty in morning. And I went back to sleep and all. Then when I woke up, I went to get ready to go out because we were going to his neighbors grandmother’s to go swimming. Well after I finished getting ready, I hated, I mean hated how I looked. I...
So I’m pretty sure this is going to be my daily little “I need to get shit out” blog. I think I keep way too much shit bottled up.
June 2010
3 posts
I have a tendency to always spell “forty,” “fourty.” This is coming from the grammar freak d:
“A man has one hundred dollars and you leave him with two dollars, that’s...”
– Mae West.