Trixies in the Wind
Cant we all just get along?
Jeeze. Its world war three over here. Like, step parents
and parents are so complicated. Speaking of, my kids are
gunna have no grandparents, exept on my husbands side.
That is, if i dont become a nun. Im really thinking about
it. Guys are so fickle, and so hard to deal with. And I
dont feel like having to put up with it right now.
Just call me nun.
Anyways, I changed my name on MSN to "Your Worst
Nightmare". Some guys from Mexico asked me what it meant,
and I was like, uhm... Heh. I am. I am every guys worst
night mare. Im like teh Runaway Bride. I am whatever you
need, and whatever you want. Because thats what I want, I
want someone to be what I need, and what I want. But its
just not going to work that way. Maybe, if I get really
lucky, Ill find him.
I still dont get it. Maybe its like, newness.
Marie, Will, Bro- loves ya dudes and dudettes.