Hello World!

It's been so long. I do believe I'm suffering a quarter life crisis. I'll be 25 in 4 months. I feel old. I don't like it much.
I felt exceptionally narcissistic today and thought to myself "Hey there good looking! Why not see if you can still get onto that SG site and share with the world your ever so important thoughts and cutesy pics."lol

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^^see this dog every time I'm at the coffee shop. He's got a pair of the biggest doggie-testies I've ever seen!
Kay, I'm gonna lurk some pics

The components to helping me write today; a glass of milk, a little weed, what's left of a menthol cigarette, and of course a little Fear and Loathing. I am preparing for my best friend's birthday. I have not seen her for a while, and that sucks. But she'll be here for about 2 weeks. I'm very, fucking excited! My plan for her birthday, you ask?
Motel Room!BAM!
Suitcase filled with 2 bottles of vodka, 1 bottle of tequila, 10 perks, 10 grams of mushrooms, half ounce of weed, 8 grams of coke, 2 pairs of high heels, 2 pairs of flats, 2 nightgowns, 2 cocktail dresses, a pair of handcuffs, a camera, and some kind of music playing device. BAM!
And a couple hundred bucks to do some serious bar hopping.



I just realized it's 1 o'clock. and at 1 o'clock, my fellow humans, I smoke a bowl and watch some old ass episode of the O.C.

Love On!

"The Sex has made me Stupid, Tequilla's made me Stupid, The Grass has made me stupid.."

...Weed, Pokemon Red, Golden Girls, and a Vibrator...that's my day today.


..."and I suddenly realized it was just the tea we were smoking...It made me think that everything was about to arrive-the moment when you know all and everything is decided forever."-on the road.
...I wonder if it is just this pot sometimes.
The crazy dreams every night. Why so many mechanical sharks? I just do not understand that one bit.



Everything has gotten pretty fucked up. Pretty, dang, fucked up. I am utterly baffled with what I'm supposed to do right now. Just so damn confused. How much I've messed up, and I really don't know where to go from here.
Thank goodness for weed. Sweet, delicious, distracting weed.
Why is it so hard to find love? To be loved?
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What's with the 30 sec bullshit on the back of this lighter? Fuck you 30 second rule! Ya, take that

...and it's a story that might bore you, but you don't have to listen...


I've got Ziggy Stardust stuck in my head.
Hell, my head is one jumbo blur today.
It was my birthday on Friday. Nothing seems much different. At least not better, that's for sure.
(I have been chasing the boy for so long now. I just don't know how to keep him. He looks at me like he's not there. There's no passion. I'm not sure there's even any love left. (if there was love to begin with) How am I supposed to know? How do any of us know? We'll never really know. We'll never really know each other. It's so frustrating. I am so very confused. )
Life is just too much, and too little all at once. I'm 22 years old, and what have I done? Nothing. I spend most of my time smoking weed, amongst other drugs, reading, watching tv, working at a small town stripbar, and fucking.
This is the babblings of a small town girl. I don't really want to do the whole "city living" thing. I tried it. I don't like it much more. I still just spend most of my time fucking around, and being high. I suppose I just don't have much lust to do anything else.
My mother just came home. I really am starting to hate living here with them again.
I need to get out. I need to save up and get back on my feet and get out into the world.
The tension from mother being home is really ruining any drive to write.

Bonjour
I had all day to do nothing, so now that I'm out of weed I figured I'd write a blog.
It's very nearly christmas, and I have not done any shopping yet. There are so many things I need to buy, want to buy. blah, lame topic.
I want to decorate my room. I've been home with my parent for nearly a year and my room is terrible! Just terrible! I've been gathering ideas and I'm starting to save, and hopefully I'll have a nice little haven for myself






I haven't that much to talk about. I was hoping to get naked and give you all something to look at..but I didn't.
Perhaps tomorrow?

With Love,
Binny

Bonjour

I finally got a job! (woot!) I'm playing waitress at the local stripbar! It's rather fun! (the money's fun too)
So summer is officially over. I spent the majority of it trying to get my life together, and getting drunk.

Oh boourns, I have to get my wisdom teeth out next Friday. My teeth hurt like a bitch! Oh, I'm so afraid of waking up in the middle of the whole horrible ordeal.
Oh gosh! That would be so damn scary!

Really, my life is so boring. I will start being more entertaining. Yes sir! I will get all lathered up in cool whip and dance around and tease your dog! Oh yes! It wants to lick my whip creamy body, but it CAN'T! hahah!

I feel like a dirtbag today. I have been wearing the same clothes 3 days in a row now. Changed undies once. Ya, dirty. haha I just keep forgetting my clothing, so hopefully I go retrieve it today, and than I can change so I don't feel so damn nasty. I'm a nasty, filthy bitch! Spank me!
I start working at the mall tomorrow. Always the mall jobs. sigh. But at least I am no longer an unemployed bum. I have some serious debt to pay off, and as soon as that's dealt with than I can get myself a new home Living between my mothers, and my boyfriend's mothers makes you feel a bit like a loser. It's not that it isn't fantastic. It is! I have someone to talk to, love me, buy me stuff, feed me, all that jazz. I just rather like playing grown-up. I know I am technically a grown-up myself, I just don't really feel like I am.
I'm 21, but I feel like I'm 17. Hell, there's a lot of people who have mistaken me for 17 or 18, so life is pretty good. Haha
Have I told you how I've become obsessed with True Blood? I can't get enough. I've begun reading the Sookie Stakhouse novels. They're quite alright. I like the sex parts
Gosh, I'm a dirty perv!
I've started lightening my hair. The process is going alright. My goal is to be a nice strawberry-blonde. I want to look how I imagine the 'girl-next-door' should look.
It's a little bit after 12, and I'm debating on taking a nap. Really, I should be focused on retrieving my suitcase. sigh.
I'm so cold right now my nipples could cut diamonds!
So, I've been thinking...I really want to do another set. A good one this time! I just get so damn nervous!
..."caused you are long in the pants, short in the wiener. Suckin' my muff like a vacuum cleaner!"
I'm sitting here, just waiting for the boy to come back. I need to steal his warmth!
Is love supposed to be so....fucked up? I swear, since I've met him I've actually gone crazy/more crazy. I've just never had anyone get under my skin so intensely. It's almost scary. I swear when we fight and he leaves, I can't breath for a moment. It's fucked up! Is this what being in love is like? It's like some kind of drug? Or..something. It's seriously fucked up. I haven't really had many boyfriends...at all. I'm 21, and this is the first time I've really fallen in love. and trust me...Fucked up.

I have succumbed to the madness. This constant state of boredom has lead me to insanity.
Well, not literally...but you get the point.

I have decided to join the circus, and just do acid until the day I die...or reach Wonderland, whichever comes first.
Ok...well, I don't really want to join the circus. But, I do want to try acid Oh yes!
So, life at my mom's is pretty boring, and life with Callum isn't that exciting either. There's really just nothing to do. I know we could just drink and fuck all the time...but that too, gets boring. I bore easily.
I folded or hung every piece of clothing I own today, and listened to Taylor Swift. I can't help it, I'm so in love with her...music! Ya...her music
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He's such a big cat. Honestly, he has a tiny head, Huge body, huge eyes! But, he's really such a cute cat!(:
OH! Yummm! I just found fudge!
so good!(:
Ok, Lady, I love you, Buh-byee!

Previously on the Binny Blog we were bored to tears with her lack of nudity and humour.
This week be prepared for Dick Hardening, Pussy wetting, pant splitting Excitement!!!!
*applause*

Well, I'm wet.
(haha)
I'm not sure where to start with this. It's been a long time since I've done anything with SG. Fuck, it's been a long time since I've done anything productive. The last productive thing I did was clean a buddy's kitchen after his birthday party. I did a fantastic job, for the record.
Now that I'm on the topic of cleaning...I have a bit of a housewife fantasy lately. I like dressing like a little housewife. Cooking, cleaning, all that jazz can actually be quite a sexy party.
Qu'est-ce que c'est?

"Hello new friend my name is Fred, the words you hear are in my head. I say I said my name is Fred and I've been very...naaaaughty."
I love cartoons. I really, truly do. I miss watching early morning cartoons. I miss sitting on the couch with a bong and snacks and watching cartoons practically all day. That would be my favorite way to spend a monday!
This blog is continuing to be nothing but more boredom. Allow me to pack this bowl and get some inspiration.
*Inspiration*

I really love Kinder eggs and their surprises!
Wait. I have, however, had quite a few disappointing surprises inside my kinder egg's deliciousness.
Never as disappointing as the surprise with my Cracker Jacks.
Curse your cheap gift Jack! It isn't always the thought that counts! I got a piece of paper! What kind of fucking gift is that? Great...now I've got a piece of popcorn stuck in my tooth. sigh. I shall never eat you again, Jack! I lied! So goood! nomnomnom!

I can't fucking wait for this!!!!!
.Lately, as I was saying earlier, I haven't really been up to anything. I just don't have any motivation to get a job. I just don't really enjoy working and like to avoid it as much as possible.

Oh, you touch my tra-la-la.
I haven't even really spent anytime with friends. And very shortly the only man who will ever marry me/take my little sister to prom/be my Bestest Friend is going on a European tour with The Birthday Massacre. They will be in Denmark, so HAHA to you Irvin! Denmark does exist and you will be there! Enjoy my heritage! haha
My inspiration has faded.
I haven't even seen my family in a week or so. I miss them. Not having a job does suck though. I wish my parents didn't live outside of town. I'd like to spend equal time with them, and with Callum.
Sometimes (a lot of the time) having a musician for a boyfriend has a lot of cons. I hate hearing his songs about/for other girls. It's not that I'm a jealous bitch, it's just that I'd rather he just moved on from the past. The songs that are actually good I understand him playing. Though, I believe we may have different opinions on which songs are good. sigh. One day, ladies and gentlemen, we may hear a song about me. That would be nice. Well, it fucking better be nice. I'm a fucking saint! Okay, perhaps not a saint. *shrugs* haha
I still love the boy.
Woot. I think he's making me lunch! I love lunch!
I believe I've let you all down immensely. I'm really just not that sexy or humorous. Or naked! and I SHOULD be naked! I'll just strip down to my birthday suit and dance around for a bit! Can you visualize that? Here, I'll help you out!
lol

TO BE CONTINUED...
Happy Birthday Matthew!
You are such an amazing person and I hope the year gets better and better and your hair stays as sweet as ever!