SG needs some thicker girls these days...they've all been so skinny lately. I like a skinny girl as much as the next guy, but seriously..we need more Short and Curvies. Little Thickie girls. Wendy! Chloe! Soren! Aiki!
Perhaps I am biased.
In other news, I sound like a crackwhore, I'm listening to Dolly Parton, I'm hungover from drinking 18 litres of wine with my ex-boyfriend's current girlfriend last night and having the most intense conversation of my life with her, I'm trying to get my ex to help renovate my new shop, I'm extremely tempted to get a giant neck tattoo of this particular drawing of mine, I just got my favorite X-rated film in the mail today, and I have a new bed, and no-one to spoon me in it on a regular basis.
My mother sent me this yesterday--it's a poem I wrote when I was 9.
My mother is a door knob
I was born in an oak tree
Until I came out and I flew
Up to the moon to visit my dog
I clambered up Mount Everest to go to school at two A.M.
And my daily schedule is to jog 15000 miles
To Jupiter to deliver letters to my alien friends
And sell weeds for a million dollars
And I would go to my dad and
Ask for ten billion dollars because
I didn't get my allowance yet
I turn into a notebook every
Weekend so I can save money
Instead of buying a journal.
And I keep my 30 foot boat
In my bedroom and I feed
My cat plastic bags
That's his favorite
I am a horrible speller and I'm
Wonderful at playing badminton.
I hate reading books and I love to
Sit and stare when I'm in a
50 mile pool in the living room
I recite the alphabet in large
Bubbles on the planet venus underwater
Also when you knock on my door
You will get electrocuted
And when I get mad my head
Blows off and my ears grow as
Big as the universe and it takes
A week for them to shrink back so
I can't go to school for that long
And when I die every day I come
Back to life every noon hour.
Perhaps I am biased.
In other news, I sound like a crackwhore, I'm listening to Dolly Parton, I'm hungover from drinking 18 litres of wine with my ex-boyfriend's current girlfriend last night and having the most intense conversation of my life with her, I'm trying to get my ex to help renovate my new shop, I'm extremely tempted to get a giant neck tattoo of this particular drawing of mine, I just got my favorite X-rated film in the mail today, and I have a new bed, and no-one to spoon me in it on a regular basis.
My mother sent me this yesterday--it's a poem I wrote when I was 9.
My mother is a door knob
I was born in an oak tree
Until I came out and I flew
Up to the moon to visit my dog
I clambered up Mount Everest to go to school at two A.M.
And my daily schedule is to jog 15000 miles
To Jupiter to deliver letters to my alien friends
And sell weeds for a million dollars
And I would go to my dad and
Ask for ten billion dollars because
I didn't get my allowance yet
I turn into a notebook every
Weekend so I can save money
Instead of buying a journal.
And I keep my 30 foot boat
In my bedroom and I feed
My cat plastic bags
That's his favorite
I am a horrible speller and I'm
Wonderful at playing badminton.
I hate reading books and I love to
Sit and stare when I'm in a
50 mile pool in the living room
I recite the alphabet in large
Bubbles on the planet venus underwater
Also when you knock on my door
You will get electrocuted
And when I get mad my head
Blows off and my ears grow as
Big as the universe and it takes
A week for them to shrink back so
I can't go to school for that long
And when I die every day I come
Back to life every noon hour.
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were you on drugs at 9 when you wrote the poem?
and what's your fave x-rated film?
I have a cracky-er voice. And pink eye. Fuck you crazy homebums!!! I so just banked on the germs they spread all over Coast. Like hell I was going to stay home sick today.
Ok so Swap Meet...this thread just slayed me. She has cancer. Happy Shopping, y'all!!!?
http://suicidegirls.com/groups/The+Swap+Meet/topics/318536/
Awesomest marketing pitch, evar.