they always come back to torture me...

[Dorothy Wood]

last night I get this message rom my rockstar "boyfriend" who was supposed to take me on a date when he got back from touring...like a month ago:

i almost came to your adventures in babysitting/don't tell mom babysitters dead- guy party ... hope it was fun...
[my band] is headlining [venue] tomorrow.. i know you probably hate my guts but it would be cool to see ya..

- [buttface]




wtf? I don't even know what to say in response. I have plans anyway. I guess I could just say, "I have plans". heh.

[Freebasser]

Yet still you continue, blinkered and doomed to a life of heroin addicts talking about "cat loaves".

[Dorothy Wood]

no way, I'm tired of it.

[Freebasser]

Good :)