you will see my motive

i am pissed. and you want to know why?
today i looked in the mirror. and realized that i have fucking awesome tits. those were the best pictures i could find, but regardless, they are fine.
so i am damn piss that NO ONE has taken advantage of the fact that i have nice, perky tits since DECEMBER.
and that i get text messages from the boy i like, saying he’s stoned and wants me to come over. but then doesn’t reply, and knows i’m leaving in three weeks so why the fuck won’t he just get it over with and fuck my brains out!!!!!
i swear, the brits are off their rockers.
why are my nice boobs so lonely?
after the earth shattering disaster that wasy today…i went to the indian restaurant in odiham. had a bunch of white wine, chicken manki and lots of coffee. i read over 130 pages in two hours. i felt like a sexy bibliophile. so…after the wine, my pounding headache was still pounding. i came home, cried some more, and went out to the movies.
saw hostel. which is a pretty lame movie, but having to sit there alone, and squeeze my own hand instead of a friends, made the movie so scary.
i don’t think that i like this movie alone business.
i did my ritualistic call to alexia, i always let her know after i’ve seen a movie i know she has seen. i told her about today, talked to tyler for a brief moment.
its just comforting to know that people love me.
and my friends obviously do.
ma’am