dear messages on my phone diary,
i woke up to twenty eight text messages on my phone and four missed calls. steve, my old boyfriend wrote me- he was the first one i text back. SHOUT OUT STEVE!! i am really cool with all my exes- EXCEPT THE ONE- and somehow i don't think he and i would have any problems if cuntface failed to exist. SHOUT OUT CUNTFACE. but anyway, i couldn't make it through one whole day without saying 'hello' to her- could i? nope, so i might as well do it again then... SHOUT OUT CUNTFACE. my fingernails look like shit and i hate them. for one, they are only painted with a single coat. they are weak in color. it sure is a beautiful day today, the bestest day ever for a birthday- if you were going to have one today. i suppose i will. it isn't the day i would have chosen, but it was the day assigned. it usually is a glorious day on my day and i never can figure out why. it always rains on everyone elses. i guess there still could be a 'play of the day,' you never do know.
i woke up to twenty eight text messages on my phone and four missed calls. steve, my old boyfriend wrote me- he was the first one i text back. SHOUT OUT STEVE!! i am really cool with all my exes- EXCEPT THE ONE- and somehow i don't think he and i would have any problems if cuntface failed to exist. SHOUT OUT CUNTFACE. but anyway, i couldn't make it through one whole day without saying 'hello' to her- could i? nope, so i might as well do it again then... SHOUT OUT CUNTFACE. my fingernails look like shit and i hate them. for one, they are only painted with a single coat. they are weak in color. it sure is a beautiful day today, the bestest day ever for a birthday- if you were going to have one today. i suppose i will. it isn't the day i would have chosen, but it was the day assigned. it usually is a glorious day on my day and i never can figure out why. it always rains on everyone elses. i guess there still could be a 'play of the day,' you never do know.
