I do not like the sexy show with the girl with curly hair. Until last week, I had never seen even a clip. Now, I hate my clothes and hair. Now, I want to "settle down." I want to distance myself from all parallels that have been previously and will be drawn. I hated them before, now I fully understand and my hatred knows no bounds. I am glad that this phenomenon is ending. I know I am supposed to like it. I know I am supposed to say, "Oh my god! That's just like me!" I don't.
This was posted last night.
I accidently deleted it, because there was some fucked up shit going on
Anyway. I still hate the show. FuzzySquid, in his boy world bubble doesn't know what I am talking about. Lucky him. I can see how appealing it is to some girl in the midwest or some recent transplant to the city. The twentysomething suburban trying to put together her post soroity wardrobe. I don't drink things that are green, or blue. The only green thing you'll find in my Martini glass is a gin soaked olive.
Posted 11:32 PM by J.Ro