February 2010
January 2010
Throughout the madness of the evening, I was completely alert; absolutely aware. Dance, hook up, repeat. Dance, hook up, repeat. All the crazy shit I did tonight, those will be the best memories, as what giraffes eat says. No caution. No regrets. Dance, hook up, repeat. Dance, hook up, repeat.
Lady GaGa Day
Rockin’ the hairbow. I need a camera
Ugly
I feel so disgusted by the thought of even considering such a thing.
Ache
I need to go to Utah. I miss her company and jokes.
Utter disappointment.
That would be me.
