February 2012
80 posts
yeah, i talk to myself. i'm funny as hell.
ryan seacrest: who are you wearing?
me: this is a raven baxter original.
Nurse: okay let me just give you this shot, it'll be so quick won't even hurt.
Me: how big is the needle?
Me: what's this for?
Me: do i have to?
Me: okay, do it.
Me: wait no, stop.
Me: are you sure it doesn't hurt?
Me: it's going to hurt, i know it will.
Me: if it hurts can i punch you?
Today we talked, for the first time in a long time. About nothing in particular. We didn’t argue, we just talked like we used to. And that was nice. I miss being your friend.
California weather.
Morning: HOLY SHIT its freezing.
Afternoon: Who the fuck set the earth on fire.
benefits of dating me
you’ll be dating me
I could go on but I think I’ve made my point
buttduchess:
i ain’t sayin’ she a gold-digger, but she did move west to california in 1849
beautiful-musings:
uh-oh-iam-on:
one of my hardest laughs in office history
dying. dead.
i can’t wait for everyone to profess their love for me tomorrow hopefully its not everyone at once that’ll be awkward