leftunspoken's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Medication. I need medication. Or a vibrator. I'm teething. I'm turning 30 in a week, and I'm fucking teething. And I'm not getting laid. I'm fucking adorable and I'm not getting laid. I need a date. Not even for the getting laid part. I just want to wear one of my outfits. Ooh and dinner. I want dinner. Life is so unfair. Do other countries accept mail-order brides? Maybe I could apply. But none of those countries where you have to wear all that material that covers you from head to toe. Because I'm claustrophobic. And once again...my cute outfits. Oh bother. 4:08 p.m. - January 06, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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