Wednesday, October 27, 2010

you take the breath right out of me.

Remember when..
                            you constantly kept trying to take my blanket?
and then stole and threw my pillow like a little bitch?


"oh, sorry about that.."

                  steal my blanket.

"well that was pretty fucky."

                   kiss me, steal your pillow. 
                   blanket on floor.

"I don't feel like using it so you can't either."

                   push me off the bed.

ARE YOU GONNA BEAT THE SHIT OUTTA ME?

let's do it again sometime.
          watch sopranos all day.
                      laugh until we cry. 
                              hug until we sleep.

you know dear, I love you more than anything.♥




taken from my secret creepin journal i write in ERRYYY DAY. 
written on 9/29/10.
right after virginia.

2 comments:

  1. Ohhh right I'm the bad guy... how bout when you stole my blanket and slapped me on the back? Let me freeze? Or when you punched me in the eye last time I was in fuckass Jersey? MMMMMM>:>>>>/????E@E?2ew'/r, fem hkjgherjnbhetnvbgn eiknmgvreomsdc.dfv.df.f.efek bitch

    Gone.

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  2. WHOAAAA THERE BUD.
    THIS IS FUCKING CUTE YOU WHORE.
    you just ruined it's bliss ):

    UMMM I'M SORRY SOMETIMES I ACCIDENTALLY FLAIL ARMS AND WHATNOT AND INJURE INNOCENT BITCHES......i apologize.
    i can't control the clumsiness.

    this was such a loving journal entry, very well crafted...super cute.....really showing the love and hilariousness. well done.

    ^^^^^^^
    check that shit out....i'm my OWN critic....since no one else will say anything nice about my BEAUTIFUL WORK.........ahemmmm

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