let's play a game. I know what you're thinking; and no, it isn't that game. (bite me. though, those of you who started playing...there is a cool interactive map and a group - email me if you're interested.)
let's see how smart you are. don't be a puss. do it.
moi = 148
is 1pm too early to start drinking?
I think my boobs got bigger. seriously - like overnight. *poof* - bigger.
if you drop a ben and jerry's peace pop into the toilet, that motherfucker doesn't melt. ever. try it. scary.
once upon a time, in my stoner days (in 90 years, I've seen a lot), I thought the best food, ever, was mac n cheese (the kind with powdered cheese) and ketchup.
I rock your motherfucking socks off. admit it.
I saw a baby hippo last night on the discovery channel. it narrowly escaped a) being eaten by a crocodile, b) getting trampled by an ignorant male, and c) infanticide. I had bad dreams all night long.
do you have a recurring dream?
tell me.
xoxoxo
wil
things float around me, taunting me with their transparentness. I know you can see them, too...don't pretend you can't. or can you? maybe they are toys just for me...singing songs only I can hear. foggy and thick and soupy. if they bother me enough.....just enough...I can make them go away. with a poke and a slice and a whisper of flesh. exhale.
I won't, maybe. I don't mind them, now, their dancing. but I could banish them. I have before and felt no guilt. they don't deserve to share my space; to hold my thoughts hostage. pounding blood in my body...wanting to banish. no. not today.
let's see how smart you are. don't be a puss. do it.
moi = 148
is 1pm too early to start drinking?
I think my boobs got bigger. seriously - like overnight. *poof* - bigger.
if you drop a ben and jerry's peace pop into the toilet, that motherfucker doesn't melt. ever. try it. scary.
once upon a time, in my stoner days (in 90 years, I've seen a lot), I thought the best food, ever, was mac n cheese (the kind with powdered cheese) and ketchup.
I rock your motherfucking socks off. admit it.
I saw a baby hippo last night on the discovery channel. it narrowly escaped a) being eaten by a crocodile, b) getting trampled by an ignorant male, and c) infanticide. I had bad dreams all night long.
do you have a recurring dream?
tell me.
xoxoxo
wil
things float around me, taunting me with their transparentness. I know you can see them, too...don't pretend you can't. or can you? maybe they are toys just for me...singing songs only I can hear. foggy and thick and soupy. if they bother me enough.....just enough...I can make them go away. with a poke and a slice and a whisper of flesh. exhale.
I won't, maybe. I don't mind them, now, their dancing. but I could banish them. I have before and felt no guilt. they don't deserve to share my space; to hold my thoughts hostage. pounding blood in my body...wanting to banish. no. not today.
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dragonchylde:
heh thanks so much for the compliment..and yes I taught my kitty how to talk! nyao.. 
smf6009:
Stop retaining my water, I need that to live. Okay maybe your not retaining water, perhaps so many people were thinking about them so much that they grew. Kind of like when people talk about you your ears burn. But you don't need bigger boobs, especially with those cute little nipples.