nuria

It's late, or maybe early--three am and I can't sleep. I went to bed with my hair wet and it's fucking crazy now... curly and plastered to my head. Haha, how beautiful am I? I was reading this old journal I used to keep back when I was this really pissed off teenager. It was embarassing--I'm glad I didn't have the internet or live journal or any of that shit back then because people could use that shit to blackmail me now.

On a good note--I am smoke free. This is big for me because it's been really important to my guy that I stop. His dad is getting sick from it and I know that it's ripping him up. I'm glad that I was able to do it--but I haven't been out in about two weeks. So we'll see how it holds up the first time we visit the bar.

*love*


*edited to say that when I finally fell asleep I had the most insane sex dream with someone I have ever had. I had one about two weeks ago with the same person, but this was like the second date or something. No it didn't involve justin and shopping--it was a lady and woo-hoo--I wish I could bottle that sex and sell it. My mind can be very dirty when it wants to be.