discolé monade

we're all special down here. gawd damnit...i'll show myself out.

kiss

chairs. rebecca. bus accident. i mean...you got a shot?

reply...but better.

reply

ok. i'm sorry i hurt your feelings. i see you.

not really, you made a childish joke that my old ass just didn't understand.

oof

i name things only because i can't remember the actual name of them. and mostly the last name is thingy tv changer thingy electric screen thingy fire light thingy

i loved running home to catch this on channel 20/wdca. my mum was in love with them. and my favorite song.

i lived in sumerlin, and i always thought it would be nice to see snow.

it is. but you should totz do deathnote. so many deaths.. like...death by necco wafer. death by candle wax in hair catching on fire. so many deaths.

a lady bic oh ffs. it was a lady shaver.

i want a divorce.

i'm not seeing erotic friend fic.

nevermind. i just actually read the entire string of words that was that sentence. carry on

yes ma'am. throwing a party FOR MYSELF!!!! j/k. but yes...i do need to jump all over this card. i got it when i bought my fancy purse.

yeah. ok. because that~nope..you know what. don't care. don't care.

i used to like blush/zin, but it was always...eh.could never really find a good one. then i got hooked on 'real housewives of nyc' and that crazy ass woman that always had to have pinot so i said 'sure, i'll try it' and hot damn if it wasn't everything. i love 'gnarly head'. i have a gift cert. for 160$ for wine i've yet to use. i need to use that.

pinot grigio!!!! that's how this not so white girl do it.