Back from EW. Good times. Man I eat all the god damn time when I'm over there. If I lived there I would paint, eat, and work out. I'd be one shredded sexy bitch. My homie Chivas is one hella good cook. I cooked an ancient Itailan recipe, Angle hair pasta w/garlic olive oil and parmisan cheese. Simple, but sooooo good. The motha was goodish too.
Weeeeeell, I have to work soon, and I'm hungry and need to shave.
*group hug*
Weeeeeell, I have to work soon, and I'm hungry and need to shave.
*group hug*
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You're lucky that you're not close enough for me to kick with that turn your frown upside down horseshit. I swear to God that someone's going to die for telling me shit like that one day. It'll all be, "Smile. It's not so bad." And then I'll just shoot them in the face.
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There are little icons at the bottom of each journal entry (and arrow, an 'i', and a box of lines), you can scroll back and forth and see what's there. Sadly, there's no way to do it for a bunch of people at once.