silly representin'

i think i am doubting the blog.
wait, no.

k-listen. i am sitting in my apartment by myself. with two pounds of chicken wings. a book: 'he's just not that into you'. and shampoo. shamp-fucking-poo! herbal essences called 'long term relationship'. is that a sign from the universe? is it telling me that:


yes, i want a relationship. i feel like i need to be loved.

or

no, you are pathetic. stop moping around like an idiot.


i don't know which one sounds...more appealing. i am really alone in my place. well, not really. i mean, i love my place and i feel safe here. i like to be by myself...but i think i am starting a new phase of...phase? hmmm...i feel like i am embracing my new independent girl. like, personality bootcamp? does that even make sense????

i hope for your sake that i made some sense there.

hello blog friends! hello blog universe! woah--blogssss. i get it.

peace bitches!! time for wings and 'the sweetest thing'

being an independent woman (destiny's child! hollllaaaa!)...is it all it's cracked up to be??

xoxoxox