Thursday, April 8, 2010

wretched, pt. IV

plans have changed again. i have no idea what the hell is going on anymore.

[edit] i need someone to bring me a grilled cheese sammich, 10 sex on the beach fishbowls, and an economy-sized bottle of xanax. please.


Tine said...

BESTIE!! I'm going to need more of a story than this. Call? Text? :) *huggles*

Meghan said...

Oh no soulmate. I wish I could help you somehow. :(