** lonliness sucks. Basically **

Blah. I'm that girl.

I'm that girl that has to be cuddled and adored...

I have to be texted 5-trillion times a day just because.

I neeed random and spontaneous smooches...

lots of them.

I need to make goo-goo eyes @ you all the time.

I need to stroke your arm.. your back.. your neck.. etc

I'm that girl

The one who wants to know that you are thinking of me.

It stinks when you don't do it.

I sometimes feel worthless.

I feel like no one likes me

thought I know that's not true.

I'm scared alot.

Bills stress me out... but I pay them anyway.

The bachelor is way too long tonight.

Why hasn't there been a black bacherlor/bachelorette

Why hasn't there been a plus sized bachelor/bachelorette..

They should let me be her... that would kill two birds w/ one stone

I hate doing laundry-- but I do it anyway.

I miss my mom.

I miss her as she was..

I can't stand my (Bio) mom.

She hasn't been there for me in this trying time.

I confess I will probably never forgive her for it.

I need to vacuum the floor.

I secretly like my job.

i guess it's not a secret anymore.

I want to move soon.

I want to move to Philadelphia eventually

or maybe California

perhaps New York

Chicago might be nice.

I love to kiss

good kisses

I won't kiss you if you have bad oral hygiene

I think I spelled hygiene wrong.

I refuse to spell check it.

I love the smell of baby lotion

and baby powder

I put it under my sheets

I have a crush on David Beckham

and my friend Deanna's friend Deepak

oh... and Robert Pattinson

I will probably end up marrying outside of my race.

I confess that there is really only one man that gives me faith in my own race of men

I confess that he will be cloned.

I confess that he's probably "shaking his head" at the lines 3 up from this one ( and the one after that too)

They gym is working...

I did more running today-- and it didn't almost kill me.

My heart rate is coming down with higher speeds

that's good right?

Love sucks

I have a "thing" for middle eastern men.

I may have developed a 'think' for indian men.

or maybe it's just the one.

I'm sleepy.

I secretly want at least 2 of my ex's back.

I guess THAT's not a secret either.

I need to remember why they're ex's

I'm usually ashamed of myself.

but I'm working on that.

I never think I'm 'good' enough

If my mom dies, I'll probably not see my family for quite sometime

I'm going to become detached

I plan on doing that on purpose.

Bah-- I'm sick of rambling...

for tonight...

This is what happens when I have nothing to write about.

Congrats if you read all that... lol