i have stupid internet!
how can i complain when im picking it up from my neighbors...
sigh.
in a nutshell:
im tipsy.
wish i was anywhere but here, but its not too bad.
ethan makes my heart melt.
honestly, guess im a little tipsier than i thought, cuz i cant remember the 5 paragraphs i wrote. guess they werent that important.
oh. i remember one of them was about how phillip kissed me down my neck earlier. and i very much liked it. wish hed drink all the time if thats what it makes him want to do. i like being wanted.
and that im wearing short shorts, and i wish i didnt have these ugly stretch marks. damn my body is seriously torn up. maybe i shouldnt have been so disgusted and hated on so many ppl with stretchmarks. it sucks tho, arent i allowed to hate it in my head? i was never quite rude to anyone about them...
oh, and that phillip has stinky feet. i have to sit by them cuz hes holding the baby and this is the only place i get internet on my bed. he told me that if they were stunk so bad, to go sit on the floor. i kissed them instead.
yea, other than that, i cant remember what was said. so i guess thats all.
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