Apr. 29, 2003 - 9:22 a.m. I'm not talking about all the sneaking around and shit. I mean about how I keep thinking bad thoughts like, when he tells me I'm hot does he really mean that? Or when he tells me all the little things I do are cute, does he really mean that? Blah blah. I have to stop second guessing and trust that yes, I am desirable, yes, he does desire me, and yes he's with me because he wants to be. I haven't forced him into a thing! HAHA. Silly me. I'm starving and my diet has hit a snag. I can't seem to knock it lower than 165 again, which is what I went back up to on my holiday. Goddammit. Oh well. I must be building up muscles from all the sex. HAHA. I'm also wearing sexy shoes today. little camel coloured T-Strap heels. It's sunny out. It's finally spring. I planted peas yesterday. LA. peace out brutha... old bitching - random - new bitching Sounds Like: siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeence Feels Like: wet hair, empty tummy, wearing sexy shoes. 0 fussbugets said... |
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