Bulletin Board of Bad Behavior

You know what? I'm stupid. Ignore my ignorance. Sorry. Things tend to pass my attention...when I have some.

There is a street in my hometown named McCutchen. How great is that??

I agree. It can leave someone vulnerable too, but he was the one who told ME "What if I got tired of hearing you say you were sorry?" And I wrote that the night he told me that... so yeah, that's how it saved us. He didn't think he hurt me that much when he said that to me... images/smiles...

Oh dear. Hehe. I wasn't asking criticism about my weight! About the poem, sillies. I really don't need to loose THAT much weight...like 10 lbs I'd like to donate to some etheopian. But...the poem, kiddies. Haha. Okay.. I'm lame and late for class. Sorry.

Why you gotta pick on the psychology people, hm? I'm gonna be a psychologist in 3 years...well... maybe not, but it's my major! So... yeah.

Um... what was the question again?

what if it was impossible to love you if my sorries ran out one day and i couldn't find the strength to come back what if i couldn't give you the rest of my love if i couldn't live up to the person you wanted me to be and i didn't know how to get off the roller coaster what if it was impossible for ...

Well he wasn't with anyone. His car had broke down and I'm the type to over react when someone who normally calls when they get home..suddenly doesn't call, doesn't return 911 pages. Okay..I even called his mom bawling. What a freak am I? But um. Yes, I am a raging over emotional and jealous bitch. ...

What's wrong with girls relating to poetry?

Thank you. Its been a loong time since I've written anything and this is one of the things I spit out one night while crying and slobbering because my boyfriend had been missing for five hours without a sign.

So apparently I filled out a survey about weight loss and left my number. This woman has been calling my phone for a week now and leaving messages since I'm in class all day. I finally decide to call her back and she isn't there. Maybe one day I can be as anxious as she is about weight loss. Not tha...

Its a sexy poem. I love it. Its my bedtime story. You leaned over and touched my lips I felt your breath trickle down my neck My heart was beating insanely While your skin crawled with anticipation A burst of anger escaped my eyes When your hands dared to go above my waist A longing harder than a di...

Yes. A shot. Like I'm THAT much of a light weight. Loser. I wasn't going to help her when she went into a diabetic coma. And my friend is Rhiannon. No one you guys know. She doesn't post, I don't believe. But she should, damnit. Yeah, I'll get her to register tonight! Make her post. Hold her at gun ...

Yes sir. I'll try my bestest to follow your order. images/smiles/icon_smile.gif I was just in New Orleans last weekend getting pictures and autographs of Dara and DB and chilling backstage. Some call me a dj whore, but I don't sleep with them. I just like dancing on stage rather than in the crowd so...

Oh if only I could've seen the things you've seen. *sigh* Life in southern Louisiana blows. When you're not partying in New Orleans, that is...

And how come you don't have a picture, Mc? Hrm??