My cat just came in covered in pot pouree. I'm a bit worried where he's been rolling; in some gold star and moon painted bathroom belonging to a floating skirt woman with pendants who talks out of her arse. My mum used to be friends with someone like that, she did my pyschology coursework for me.
I'm getting a lift over to georges later coz he's finished college and this means we can have sex more. Ok, so it doesn't really, but i'd liek to think that.
I'm having a stupid bleed that was brought on by the morning after pill, what a piss off, i only finished my week long period last week (about then), stupid stupid george and his stupid penis. I can't get no satisfaction. oh dear, that really did just happen.
I've set george on a mission to find me tops and make me an f-minus stencil for my new top i've made. his reply was:
: stop thinkin start drinkin : says:
i gnan go
aaw. this means nothing to me.