uggghhh feel like yo-landi vi$$er; “i fink u freeky and i like you a lot” so let’s make out on shitty ecstasy from central florida at a redneck rave this weekend. man. i hate when i pin myself into corners like thissss.
affirmation time: this isn’t foxface or mr. du-ay or sammles or anything like that; it’s something new and exciting and if it happens, whatever, mayne, we could probably laugh it off over falafel &beer later.
meh.
