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.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
wretched, pt. IV
Posted by brenda at 13:10
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BESTIE!! I'm going to need more of a story than this. Call? Text? :) *huggles*
Oh no soulmate. I wish I could help you somehow. :(
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