SUCK AND YOU WON'T FIND THEM HERE.
I wish I wasn't poor. I really want my fake boobs like right now. Why do some people get so out of shape when a girl talks about getting a boob job. OH MY GOD. WHAT A BIMBO. SHE WANTS BOOBS. b*tch YOU MADE IN CHINA. LOL .
Erm. Yeah, okay. Unlike other girls my boobs never really got the memo that they could grow or something. And I don't have boobs. So I just think it would be nice to have a little bit of self confidence in the boobie department. f*ck OFF b*tchES.
But uh. I think you need money or something. Or a sugar daddy.
Speaking of. It's pretty official now. My best friend flew home for Christmas for a week and I stayed behind and he had to skype me every night (and sleep with skype on and the laptop on his pillow) to sleep and I guess he realized how much I meant to him then. When he came home he kind of declared that we are an item. Which makes me pretty happy.
(And means that I have officially broken out of the friend zone. Do I get a cake...or a medal... or a cookie or something? Cheers! Vodka all around. I did the impossible.)
I must say that if you have a best friend that you've known for years and know everything about and you can tell them anything... GET THAT b*tch OUT OF THE FRIEND ZONE. You will thank me later. A relationship after being best friends for a while is an amazing thing. The friendship stays, the silliness, the trust, the playfulness of being bestfriends and it just gets stronger. I wouldn't lead you wrong. Give it a try, dood. You'll be glad you did.
In other news.
I bought a blender.
And it was the best decision I ever made with my life. Or maybe the third best decision. BUT REALLY IT WAS AN AWESOME THING TO BUY. I have made milkshakes and smoothies galore. And no more mashing up my oreos with a knife, spoon and a bowl. f*ck you, cavemen oreo smashing skills. I DOTH HAVE A BLENDER NOW. So yeah.
I guess I am a pretty happy person as of late.
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