crazywhitegirl

Thank you thank you, yes yes I'm quite happy about the apartment. Even tho I still fucking HATE moving cuz packing your entire life into boxes sucks. Especially when you have as much crap as I do. Everything I own has that pesky "emotional value" It hurts to throw things away

Last night I felt kinda gay. Haha. This super hot girl, who happens to be one of my boy's ex's, was chatting with me last night at this party. She's cool, I like talking to people who can share the pain of a chest tattoo. We talked about peeing and weird internet sites that teach women how to pee standing up, or using these weird cone things... anyways I gave her a kleenex in my purse and she went to potty behind a tree or something and came back and was like "Yay i love you! You're my best friend!" hahaha. On the way home I told Ben "It's been a long time since I've kissed a girl..." and he was like "You wanted to make out with _____?" Haha. I'm such a fag.

I have a bruise on my bum!!! Ben told me last night then again this morning and I looked in the mirror and was like FUCK!!! I have no fuckin clue how that happened either. Like most my bruises I discover. Damn I suck at life.

Yesterday I found this old game I used to constantly platy called Insaniquarium. I played it all day yesterday and cussed at it and screamed when the monsters killed my fish but I actually beat the game. I was so shocked that I did it. I fuckin rock. I guess my life is complete now? I feel so...