Ever since my cheeseball dinosaur bought me play-doh, I’ve been showing it off to everybody. =P
So yesterday, I flaunted it in front of Rae and it was play-doh time!
Me and my Daddy
She started off with making a really cute piece of crap (literally).
And I made a cat with his “heart on his sleeve”.
Mew, Rae-bit and Rae-dish =P
Then it started getting a little kinky and frisky. Lol…
Who knew you could have so much fun with play-doh and even use it as a stress ball (stress dough?). =P
On a random note, I miss my chipmunk. Hugs!
I don’t think I’ve ever talked about a tv show in my blog before.
Well, about the Hills (Yes, I’m crazy about the show and Audrina and JB aka Justin Bobby. If you don’t know nuts about it, stop being gnarly and start watching it because it is crazy crazy crazy!!!)
I used to hate Spencer with a passion because he was sarcastically rude and obnoxious. However, last night he instantly won my heart especially with that suave proposal he made to Heidi in the Ferris Wheel.
I guess that’s how the show portrays you. If the producer wants you to be a phallus, then that’s what you’ll be.
That’s exactly how life is.
Life’s a bitch but you don’t need to be one.
My gosh, I’m starting to get a little philosi-blonde-phical on my blog.
Wth is happening to me. HELP!!
P.S. I don’t think I made sense.
Fly Away by Ossiseanna
Pain is just a broken record.
Loving you sounds so much better.
Loneliness is just a way to die.
Memories and motion pictures.
How it focus from the liqour.
Loving you is such a better high.
It’s such a better high.
He knows who I am.
And I like it.
He knows you like the back of his hands.
And I like it high.
Fill me up
And drink me down, love.
Fill you up
I’ll drink you down, love.
And I’ll get high
I like it high.
Deep in another dream
Thinking about you
Sailing through the city streets
Thinking about you
It’s only been a little while
But I’m thinking about you
Can’t hide another smile
I’ve been thinking about you
But I never look back
Never look over my shoulder
And I never react
Can’t go where I’ve gone before
No, I never look back
Now I’ve grown so much colder
And you’re fading to black
Like it’s nothing at all
It’s nothing at all.
I now believe the other side of the rainbow lies a very bad place.
Where dead ferrets are hung from beautiful frangipani trees.
Where fishes jump in the air to reach the slowly falling raindrops.
Where people are invisible to other’s presence.
I was indeed deceived.