I've always wanted to fly. Daedalus had it right. The easiest solution to the flying desire would be to make wings, since humans are born without them. I wish he was here to make me a pair. To soar high and just get away from it all.

So.

I really love secrets.
weather I'm telling or hearing
so if you have something you'd like to tell me
or if you just want to get something off your mind
Leave me a comment

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or
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Current Mood: content
Current Music: Listening to Ashley sing =]

Well. it started out quite promising. My hair was looking quite sexual and my lip gloss was most certainly popping. 
but then. 
              My plans got 
                                          fucked up 
                                            again. 
Deciding that the night should not be wasted like so many others have been drooling in front of the computer, I decided to make the most of my unsavory situation. 

I started out by changing into my most reliable sweatpants. The ones Neil was in, in case you're wondering. I then sat down on my very comfy couch and flipped through the TV Guide. Finding nothing that appealed to my eye, I satisfied myself by texting my dear friend who was babysitting. But then, out of nowhere, something caught my eye 

Deuce Bigalow 

So I grabbed a sausage biscuit, and a limited edition Halo 3 Mt. Dew, and spent my saturday night watching Deuce Bigalow Male Gigalo. 

                    PRETTY FUCKING WILD

Current Mood: blah