untouched.

So, I haven't had the time to blog because my poor poor laptop charger was destroyed.
:(

Nothing's really been going on in my life of importance regardless.
I WILL say this though: People always pine for things that they aren't allowed to access.
It seems as though people enjoy fucking up good things when they have them, then wanting them when others have them. I laugh at thee! I am WITH someone, you fucking douche. Someone who YOU know! I'm a little disgusted to be honest. You asked about his fucking family, and you 'grew up with him' .... but then you ask me for a kiss at the end of the night? L-O-L you fucking FOOL. At first I was angry, because I thought you were just seeing if you could 'try' me. But ... after thinking about it, I don't care! You're the one who fucked up ANYthing we could've had, the one who then literally fucked someone who I was trying to get close to ... you ruined 2 months of my life. I have not even come close to thinking of you in 'that' way since the day I called it quits. To put this simply, you are sad. Good luck with your life, though! :)

It felt nice to let that out. Whooooosh.
Back to me elaborating on the last few ... weeks? Ha!
Kieona spent the night over my house for roughly ... 5 years, lmao. & Surprisingly, there was not one time where I wanted her to srsly get the fuck out, or when I was just fed up with her. I'm proud, because that means I'm getting better at this being nice thing, and because that means we're close as shit. Along the course of her stay, we came up with a 'Battle Royale', lmao. Basically, it's a competition to see who can lose the most weight/tone up the most, along with getting a distinctive style. I don't know what my style is, and I don't really plan on picking one, lol. Just HAVING one. Y'know, so people who don't know me say: "WTF is she wearing that tutu for? Doesn't matter, she's rocking that shit!". You dig, yes?

Hm. Dexter is absent from this post. Well, what can I say about him? He's awesome ... and understanding, and he listens to me when I'm rambling about absolutely nothing. It doesn't hurt that he's mantastically sexay. & I really don't feel like I need anyone else (in the relationship sense) in my life for quite a while. I could ramble on about how he's creative and how he inspires me to not only THINK outside the box, but to LIVE outside the box, but you don't want to hear all that! I'm already arguing with my mom so that I can come visit him a LOT.

So, for those who know me: Expect much MORE. Those who don't: STOP FUCKING QUESTIONING MY SEXUAL PREFERENCE. I LIKE DICK, DAMMIT. THAT IS FUCKING ANNOYING. BITCHES, STOP WRITING IN MY HONESTY BOX ASKING IF I LIKE VAG. NO. I DO NOT. YOU WANNA EAT OUT MY MOTHAFUCKING ASS? IS THAT IT?!?!??!

*as soon as my laptop charger gets here, I can make my layout. Schweeet. That's crazy? Nope, it's Shwayze. & Jonas Brothers.


- as always, khlo.