January 28, 2011

beeno for dogs (the grump needs it BAD)

dear oh oh oh beckys cryin diary,

that look in her eye, she wants me to hold her. 'my armpit stinks,' is what i just told her. she says it don't matter, she sayin, 'hold me now bitch,' im singin, no no no i aint holdin you... you were to good before... suffer bitch and suffer some more.. she's chewin on a kong now- taking out her frustrations there. im awake now. fuck that bed. fuck the tv too. and fuck you. and fuck him too. and fuck the grump- who was angry earlier and is kissing ass now and farting. everything is off center this morning. ima get some orange juice and t-totally dare myself to get heartburn, brb. mmm made my mouth squirt. i really like my new toothbrush. i just walked past it in the kitchen and it is beautiful. ive written about it before, but im telling you now, it cant be written about enough. it is a dream. i got my last toothbrush july 14, 2000 in florida after we ate at the beach in naples. my first boyfriend steve thought he saw tom cruise that day- and it could have been- because i dont know tom cruise and we were in naples, so i bought a toothbrush and charged it back at his house. then i took a nap and we took blister (my tiny dog that my grandma stole) back down to the beach when i woke up. i wanted to see where eolian gonzalez came over in the little raft in june from cuba before we left. that little fucker interrupted my show. the grump keeps farting on me ima have to go now.