Well I have been called a liar, a cheat, been accused of campaigning against her. All because she can't admit that she fucked up. She lied to everybody, she cheated and in general has been abusive. She can't own up to any of it. Can't admit she did anything. Can't admit that she walked into the clinics and had the procedure. Can't admit that she put the straw up her nose.
I am hanging out with the most amazing woman. She is a photogtapher, an art major, runs a gallery, and might be working as a curator at the DIA, plus holy shit is she hot, and we went to the same school!
I may bring her to an event.
oh and she is sub, so hot!
I am hanging out with the most amazing woman. She is a photogtapher, an art major, runs a gallery, and might be working as a curator at the DIA, plus holy shit is she hot, and we went to the same school!
I may bring her to an event.
oh and she is sub, so hot!
c6h12o6:
Thanks for the comment. Guess things have been awry as its Father's Day and I lost my father just about 6 months ago. And...well, yeah. Puts things in perspective. 99% of the time, I feel blessed to be bipolar, but its that 1% of the time when you're like "Ah shit...." that really takes it toll when you least expect it. Seems like you know what I'm talking about either from direct or indirect experience. Perhaps one day i'll grow some extroversion and come to an event lol.