July 11, 2011

do it all for me and i'll sit here with dirty hands

dear whatever the fuck diary,

if you wrote what i wrote in your diary, then that means you would think what i think in your head and i wouldn't even need to have a diary or my own head and that would save me from breathing and everything else. so why didn't you think of that for me a long time ago sos we cudda been doing something else by now. cuz fuck i ain't had a nap yet and i am tired. i think i figured out why my hands are stinking. that whole load of kitchen towels in the drawer stink. my hands stink now and i just washed them. i am miserable with my foul hands. something has to change around here or ima start wearing hand gloves. ima wash them fucking towels on sanitary wash with extra bleach and stink the whole house up like the YWCA in a minute. i ain't living like this anymore. then i will nap- after i snap. here is the little lohan belly i promised. it is so sweet and perfect.
my baby is in there LOL