Sometimes, you just need to get something off your chest. You need to say to a large group of people who you’ve never met, ‘Hey… I fucked up. I’m sorry.’ And then maybe make a sad face with a colon and a frownie bracket.
So that’s what I did: Weird Girls 2, my guest post over at Look Back In Anger.
Please comment on it. Rebecca got 6 comments, so I need 7 or more to be better than her.
I mean…
No, no, I meant that.
ok first of all, i have to say i had no idea that you heart girls, which makes me like you even more, because, while i do love me some cock, several of my closest best girl friends also heart girls. these chicas are always the most laid-back, no bullshit, funny, warm, anti-dickmint sucking people i know, which works super well with my “i hate idiot girls, especially sororiwhores” personality.
secondly, i left you a comment, which, as of now, brings you to 3, so you only have four more to go! you can do it! i believe in you!
thirdly, you don’t need more comments to be better than me. i’m a horrible person and have a one-way ticket on the hell express, which gives you an automatic win. go team!
lastly, i loved your post. especially the “Non-gender specific Unisex All-Natural Life-Long Commitment bands,” which not only made me lolz, but i will now be using that link on my work blog (i work for a natural products/green magazine).
I just want to be clear here, I *do not* heart girls.
I DON’T OMG WHY DO YOU GUYS KEEP SAYING THAT?????
oops, did i say “heart girls”? i meant “heart big juicy weiners.” sorry.
I am so tired of my sexuality being on trial.