Tuesday, April 10, 2012

I hate periods.

- I'm SO emotional.
- My boyfriend does NOT understand why it's such a big deal.
- All I want is chocolate. All the time.
- I have mood swings like crazy. "We're having ribs for dinner jess, your favorite." "IDONTFUCKINGWANTRIBS. NO ONE EVER ASKS ME WHAT I WANT FOR DINNER-" Two seconds later- "best. Ribs. EVER. EAT ALL THE FOOD!" Another two seconds later- "im such a fatass! -sobs- im -sob- gonna -sob- get fat -sob- and -sob- DIE LONELY." An hour later- "im so hungry... EAT ALL THE LEFT OVERS!"
- I can only hang out with my friends who are also on their period.
Because you can share frosting and whine and bitch without being annoying. Besides I have the strong urge to punch females not on their periods.
"YOU -PUNCH- LUCKY ASS -PUNCH- BITCH. -PUNCH- HOW DARE YOU HAVE A FUNCTIONING UTERUS."

Yaaaaah. Its not pretty.

Friday, April 6, 2012

Uhhhhh theres some inconsistency in my story...

I have a boyfriend.
Yaaaaah.
Remember my douchebag ex?
Alex?

Uhh yah, it's.. It is him I am dating..

Am I fucking confusing or what?

ITS A CUTE STORY THOUGH. <333

I'll fill y'all in later. :)

Haha... Y'all, im so country.

Friday, March 30, 2012

OHH THE GHETTONESS.

You know your school is ghetto when you have  to throw an elbow to get to class. Oh and when the senior prank is mustard, chocolate syrup and toilet paper all over the school. Tuh fuck? Step it up class of 2012. Five fights today so far. Weeve.... EVERYWHERE. Oh, the ghetto. Nasty ass bitches losing their fake hair. >.>

Can I go home now?

A never come back?

Pfft. >.>

Sunday, March 25, 2012

ASDFGHJKL. WHY CANT I BE PRETTY.

All I want in life is to be a model.

WHY DO I HAVE TO LOOK LIKE A MAN.

Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhy...!?

Ohhh the man features..


Saturday, March 24, 2012

Cali 2k14 <3

My graduation present to myself, enjoy Jess. <3

Let's fucking do this!


Wednesday, March 21, 2012

...GUUUUUUYS WHATTHEEEEFFF.

I just snuck out to see my douchebag ex...
What sense does this make!?
None.
No sense.
AT ALL.
Ive never snuck out before. Im so screwed. I had to take out my storm window to get out. I set it on my bed. (which is on the floor.) Then stepped right through it and cut open my foot.
HolyFUCKINGowch.
Im not caught...
YET.
FINGERS CROSSED GUYS.
Lol I'm offically a bad child.
Fuck yeah.

( I need a life. )

Friday, March 16, 2012

... I hate ex boyfriends.

This dick decided to get smart when I was have a legit coversation with him. All I wanted was closure. Glad you're gone. Douche bag. >.>