Ice cream
chips and salsa
hot chocolate

"I've got a perfect body, but sometimes I forget. I've got a perfect body, cos my eyelashes catch my sweat.. YES THEY DO!" rs
I just want to sit and smell the rain. But not the rain when its mixed with city. That is gross smelly rain.
I am still looking to make major changes. I really wanna quit smoking (still), but I'm afraid of it. And I'm afraid I will gain lots of weight. :( If paris can do it so can i!!!! haha
I want to be really attracted to. Both ways. I want to want to do wherever, whenever. Unlikely places. Want to have fun times and I am sad about it. I can't let go though because I am selfish and would like to keep most of it for myself... and I will miss.
I am also sad about moving to my dads. Actually there are pros and cons. Ugh. I don't know what to do... too many periods in this blog. Maybe there just aren't enough periods in my real life

it's not fair to say we wasted time
in my view we just used it all up

i need to make some serious changes.
i hate being myself, always have.

Let me first say that YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT.
You can't get money out of an ATM via credit card.
She didn't even lose weight. You don't lose weight from heroin, she wasn't on coke.
You can't fix anyone unless they want to be fixed no matter how hard you try.
I don't have "ignorant eyes," I obviously knew what was going on.
What the fuck does "leaving for days at a time" mean? She didn't even live with us.
My parents didn't neglect me, I'm not the one who lives in a trailer.
At least my dad has money and is actually one of my best friends and likes me enough to give me some. Like your dad is fuckin cool, he shot your dog in the back of the head because he was too cheap to give it a proper euthanization.
Exactly- if it was such a big deal why didn't you do anything about it? You were "scared" you dumb bitch.
And I'm pretty sure you also "sat by and watched a friend struggle with a serious problem," that being Brittni and her anorexia which she now has irreversible osteoporosis. Good lookin out. Maybe a person Brittni considered a friend (ie, you) led her to her addiction because she considered you fat and disgusting and didn't want to look like you so she starved herself half to death. Nice.
So because you didn't have anything better to write your English 101 paper on you had to write it about my life because yours is too goddman boring? You should be thanking me for getting an A on your poorly written sack of shit paper.

quit smoking
eat more vegan/vegetarian food
try to avoid parabens and petrochemicals in beauty products
cook more
wake up earlier
& actually try in school

also to remain a positive patty

edward cullen is a fictional character.

robert pattinson is NOT actually a vampire that is using the name rob p as a pseudonym to hide his true identity. and he most likely does not want to be your boyfriend.

get over it.

i guess it was inevitable for me to become a smoker. my grandfather on my mom's side, my grandmother on my dad's side (and probably my grandfather on my dad's side as well - whose roots are unknown and his death was most likely a suicide). i grew up around secondhand smoke from both of my parents, and my sister probably had her first cigarette around age 12. it's funny, i'd always been so against it. i'd beg and plead for my parents to quit and i'd make them pay me a quarter everytime they lit one up. i used to cough when i walked by someone smoking, all obnoxious-like.

now my ashtray's overflowing.

i kinda wish i never started because i hawk up loogies all the time. i hope i don't get all gross and yellow-toothed and have to have an esophagus hole. /pointlessness.

I wanna be happy.

I do realize that a bright pink cast provokes curiosity and in an attempt to make conversation one might ask what happened. Quite frankly, after 4 weeks I'm a bit tired of saying the words "I fell off my bike," but am too lazy and lack the creative juices to think of anything better to tell people. The majority of people who ask me what happend are complete strangers, and often times they ask me if it was "like a bike? or a motorcycle?". Honestly, do I look like a girl who would ride a damn motorcycle much less own one? No, is the answer you're looking for. And if I did, in fact, fall off of my MOTORCYCLE I would probably say, "I fell off my motorcycle," as opposed to "bike". The word "bike" would probably be more acceptable if I was a 250 pound man wearing a completely leather outfit and a bandana and had mutton chops. And also I think if I fell off my motorcycle I would have sustained a worse injury than a broken wrist, unless I was simply resting on my bike and toppled over. I also understand that falling off a bike is an uncommon and somewhat comedic way to break your wrist when you are past the age of five, but really; it's not neccessary to break into a sidesplitting laugh at the thought of a total stranger's crippling injury.

/endrant. Good lord.