The dirt-valued wisdoms of an under age psychopath.
Saturday
So this is love..
Since Christmas, I have spent more time drunk than sober. Last night I became a bourbon girl in that I drank 3/4 of a bottle of bourbon before stumbling into *shudder* Fanny's.. On top of everything else.
Life is good when you're surrounded by nice people that love you. And you don't need sobriety to figure that out.
I'm still shy, though. Anyone know how to talk to nice guys?
1 comment:
Anonymous
said...
If girls ever talked to me then I'd be able to give you some sound advice on the situation.
I could say ''Just be yourself'' but that's just such generic advice. Look yourself in the mirror right before you go talk to any guy and tell yourself that you're the bomb. That's what I do, except I lick my pointer and pinkie finger on my right hand and then run them across each eyebrow at the same time and finish with a point and a wink into the mirror.
If all else fails then I'm sure you can find yourself a nice guy on Myspace.
xo
PS: The eyebrow thing, just incase you didn't figure out my terrible explanation: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fB5D-lDApKg
1 comment:
If girls ever talked to me then I'd be able to give you some sound advice on the situation.
I could say ''Just be yourself'' but that's just such generic advice. Look yourself in the mirror right before you go talk to any guy and tell yourself that you're the bomb. That's what I do, except I lick my pointer and pinkie finger on my right hand and then run them across each eyebrow at the same time and finish with a point and a wink into the mirror.
If all else fails then I'm sure you can find yourself a nice guy on Myspace.
xo
PS: The eyebrow thing, just incase you didn't figure out my terrible explanation: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fB5D-lDApKg
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