Yeah.
Fuck indeed.
I’ve bitten off more than I can chew and it’s effing overwhelming.
On the plus side though I’ve realized that a fully functional brain isn’t a barrier. Bitchiness is. And it was intestinal fortitude that I was lacking not social skills (now I’ve had more than the usual “intestinal fortitude” that I was used to and my intestines have gone spastic. Hello stomachache. Hello diarrhea).
Relax. Stop preempting things. Just breathe.
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Overall though. . . I feel pretty **cue music**
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I cannot believe you started a new blog without letting me know! and CARFUFFLE? Where f*ck did that name come from?? hahaha!!
anyways, I bailed on my livejournal and decided to start a new one.
belalutadora.wordpress.com
by the way, Im thinking of making my blog name LOVELY PRECIOUS JOYS.
hahaha
haha. go ahead sweetie. mwahaha. so bagay ur personality.
carfuffle is the earlier scottish form of kerfuffle (one of my favorite words)
amalinking balalutadora up
i thought about using LPJ for its irony. hahaha
So what happened to martian milk? (bwahahaha,screw that skinny italian bitch) hahaha
I miss your comments and your sarcastic opinions so really, you had to be part of my blogroll. haha
i’m working on being a pathetic lovestruck loser now so goodbye sarcasm and hello self-pity. hahaha.
martianmilk is alive and well. i just need a new persona to get my life going.