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i met this awesome guy named harper today. he's hilarious and i can see where this is going. he's good friends with mike and i know he wont approve of anything dumb i'm seeing myself attempting.

so, when i met harper i was listening to this awful rod stewart song because i'd dragged out my cds after seeing his behind the music. and harper said: i love rod stewart. i melted. i'm a cheese sandwich, thats what i am. bread on the outside, cheese on the in! ack! who falls in love with someone because they like rod stewart! i'm laughing so hard right now. oh god, breannna. if i may, i'd like to type all the lyrics to forever young. that's the song i was listening to. someone should just label me mozerella right now. he also likes elton john and isnt afraid to admit that he'd like to have breasts of his own. i wish i could have him live in my room and he could pick out the soundtrack for my life and we could make out and he could crossdress and we could drive around the world listening to all the awful things i adore. yay. i'm so happy. someone else cheesy like me. thats a happy thing! marry me harper! and! he has his name written on the inside of his coat. he said its incase it gets lost inside the cubby room. i had forgotten all about cubby rooms. its got to be love. someone stuck in the second grade, what a dream. now if only i could locate some playground equipment for the backyard, my life would be perfect. it's all smiles and nick jr. for the next twenty four hours then someone get the camera ready, it'll turn to lifetime.


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