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summer of strangulation

starring brit hayes and jessica garcia.

our lives rule.

suck it

my sluttiness has already begun.  and it has been so awesome.

fruitpunchmouth:

Agreed. Among myself and the majority of my friends, saying ‘being slutty’ is describing a positive deliberate choice, not uttering an insult or judgement. I seriously am trying to be sluttier this Summer. 

my sluttiness has already begun.  and it has been so awesome.

fruitpunchmouth:

Agreed. Among myself and the majority of my friends, saying ‘being slutty’ is describing a positive deliberate choice, not uttering an insult or judgement. I seriously am trying to be sluttier this Summer. 

reason number two thousand why jonny is my gay boyfriend

we have the same taste in straight boys. it makes for great gossip. <3

songs that have been stuck in my head lately

beyonce - single ladies

nin - i do not want this 

tegan and sara - speak slow

she wants revenge - i don’t want to fall in love

frou frou - let go

no bachelorette party is complete without hearing the spice girls, 2 live crew, ludacris, and the prodigy.

oh, or a man in leather chaps with his cock-ringed weiner out humping ladies from the crowd who aren’t wearing underwear and are very proud of it. and he humped a mom on stage.

almost makes me wanna get married someday.

i drunk dialed my dad last night at 2:30AM

jessica garcia:  master of the highway.

that’s right.  i can drive a car on the highway all by myself again.  just like when i was 18.

coming up next:  driving a mini bus full of people with brain injuries on the highway.  *gulp*

this year, my trip to california will not be made alone.  nor will it be made with a boyfriend in tow.  or a friend.  i will be accompanied by my little sister, erika.

erika hasn’t seen our father since she was 9 years old.  hell, she has hardly even spoken to him since then.  she’ll be 19 this summer.

the last few times that i’ve gone out, i’ve tried to interest her in coming too.  she never wants to.  a month ago dad asked me if i would try again.  i told him that of course i could try, but not to hold his breath.  it wasn’t going to happen.

but surprise!  erika and i had a really nice heart to heart and she admitted that she doesn’t want to live her entire life void of a relationship with her father.  we agreed that this would be a really great opportunity to see him again because i’ll be there the whole time for support and it will be a short visit so if something goes wrong, she won’t feel stuck.

the thought of this trip brings me to tears.  the knowledge of erika having a father who loves her and wants to be in her life and not appreciating that saddened me so.  i couldn’t imagine how it must feel to have a daughter out there that hasn’t spoken to you in 10 years.  plus a son who isn’t so great about keeping in touch either.  i know these facts tear my dad apart.  i know the fact that i actually do communicate with him on a regular basis and visit relatively frequently is much of the reason why my grandmother cries every time i come out.  i hope with all my heart that he and erika can start things off on the right foot this time and that they can form a lasting relationship.

i did it too.  i shunned dad for a while.  he’s a difficult man to get along with.  jason and erika aren’t without reason for their lack of communication.  he has said and done some fucked up shit to us.  but in the end, i’m so relieved and thankful that both of us have found a way to get along with each other.  because i can’t imagine a life where i have a father out there who loves me and wants to speak to me and see me, and i just don’t give a god damn.  

dear pizza,

i know you are so hot that you will burn my mouth, because, well - you just did.  however, i shall continue to shove you in my rot and further tear open my flesh because when it comes to pizza, impulse control ceases to exist.

love,

the entire world.