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Prepare for the waterworks.
Get with the program.
Fuck you.
Sincerely
Christena Wilcox.
( If I get into a car accident, or my dog dies, or I get hit by a bus today..It's going to be because of that ^^ )
And then the worst things tear me back down.
10 Clues He'll Suck In Bed:
1. He cockily promises you the best ten minutes of your life.
2. While you're cuddling on the couch, he wonders aloud if you evre get sad that guys can have orgasms and girls can't.
3. He asks you to wake him when it's over.
4. Trying to wow you with his lingual dexterity, he does that trick where he ties a cocktail straw into a knot using only his tongue...a feat that ends in his self-administering the Heimlich.
5. Before you get naked, he stops and spouts a bunch of ground rules, like "Anything goes...but no mouth kissing."
6. Tragically, he lost most of the feeling in his fingers years ago when he tried to pick a burning hamburger off the grill.
7. Right as you're heading into the bedroom, he asks if maybe he could "practice" first by himself.
8. While blanketing you with kisses as he descends your body, he says to tell him when he's getting warmer.
9.You spot a How to Have Sex book on his night table and see that he's flagged the page about "Your First Time."
10. The man has a photograph of his mother next to his bed. And he talks to it frequently.
This year wont be able to go by fast enough.
The small amount of self-esteem you haven't yet managed to suck out of me is ready to quit.
*sigh*
Silly, silly things make for bad, bad days.
I like that some days like that end up not so bad though.
I need to convince myself to actually follow through with my thoughts.
I know that I shouldn't take your feelings into consideration. In this one case, mine are the only that matter.
But it's proven to be hard.
On the other hand...I've got a very good distraction from this that might make the whole situation much easier.
In other news...I'm not bitter anymore.
I know that your just a plain bitch now.
It's kind of a good feeling.
I knew I didn't do anything wrong the whole time...this just, confirmed it.
I'm not entirely ready for school to be over. There are too many things going on for it to be done.
Maybe that's what needs to happen though. eh.
I can't stop thinking.
At all.
I don't like when people fret too much over exams.
And I like that I can wake up at seven thirty tomorrow.
( my optimistic side is coming back........finally. )
I'm trying to get a job at a girl scout camp this summer. That would be rad.
*random thoughts* Ugg boots are nasty. Pink is gnarly. I want to see Ocean's 13. I hate the Burger King guy. My self tanner smells like piss. Solar energy FTW! 39 EXTRA CREDIT POINTS IN ALGEBRA FOR THE MOTHER FUCKING WIN. Coffee beanery is wonderful. I really get annoyed when people talk loudly about "god" in public. I probably offend a lot of people with that though. Oh well.
I've started by taking my necklace off.
It's so very strange.
Party. In like three weeks.
June 2nd.
At my grandpa's house.
10052 Hogan Road.
Times will be figured out later.
Everyone's welcome to stay the night.
So yes. Plan on being there.
It will be rad.
ttonight was basicaly awesome.
woo!
sdfkjhsldkjf
It's starting to get light out....
I think me and Jackie should go to bed now....
5 months.
Edit:::
*smile*
