every month i wonder how i could update or change my page, but shit, it's already soooo funny what could i add? this is really how i am and how i talk, so if you don't like it, you won't like me.
i've come to realize that i swear alot, but shit, i'm under a lot of stress and can't communicate my thoughts without the word fuck. it's a sentence in it's own.
right about now i'm wondering why i moved back to texas, it's so damn hot, i'm sweating just breathing...but i think it was for the lesbians. too bad they're all afraid of me.
i'm from laredo, but i speak no spanish, but the mexicans still love me.
i'm only attracted to girls that are unavailable, in any and every way.
i like sex, i wish i could have it more often. well, with someone else at least.
i cook. i know, you're in awe.
i miss my b town bitches. i miss the beach. but i have no desire to come back, sorry girls, visits only.
i miss my mikey. you were my boy, and i don't think i'll ever meet anyone quite like you.
my ass always hangs outta my pants. i must have a tall crack or something.
i layer, i'm gay. sorry.
i have a white t-shirt collection.
i sometimes think i'm not really gay because:
i don't have any rainbow tattoos
i don't really like gay bars
i don't buzz my hair
i don't have a permanent pony tail
i don't wear mens underwear
i don't grab my crotch
i don't wear cologne
i don't date straight girls
but i do have sex with women...figure that one out.
I was kicked off of some gayqueerlesbo.com site for being too funny, wtf? how else is a girl supposed to meet people, obviously i need the internet.
i need music to make my day better.
I don't go anywhere without a belt on.
I say fuck a lot. deal with it.
I give up drinking at least once a week, then i have a beer because i forget everything. i do the same thing with red meat.
I live in hopes that one day I will be a famous back-up dancer, or asian. i don't think i have a shot in hell at either.
oh, and when i drink something i like to take large sips (so don't share with me). i think i store my liquid, something like a camel.
i traded tennis shoes for flip flops.
i love being different than everyone else. fuck conformity.
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