the writer ((TRUDY)) i'm just a plus-sized anti-social bum/loser who have always been wishing for the ability to fart my fats away and to be stick thin which is unfortunately, highly impossible. ultimately, i'm perfectly imperfect. yesterday May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 March 2009 holler you're the missing piece i need, the song inside of me. i gotta find you. i need to find you.  
your scent is like a drug to me.like my own personal brand of heroin. i'll be back so soon, you won't have time to miss me. look after my heart - i've left it with you.      |
Saturday, July 19, 2008 @ 7:21 PM
faddies. packed my study table today. (:  and changed my sheets... mooylicious!!  OH! nana bought a new "carrier" for beebit:  i tried shoving her into her new "home".  TADAAAA!!!  ********** ugh. gotta wake up early tomoro for the shape run. i'm so gonna crawllllll all the way. =\ bye world.  |