mamasboy21 (10:07:44 PM): but like today actually i was looking at my phone and my mom thought i was texting. i mean i was i guess
mamasboy21 (10:08:22 PM): but not at that moment
mamasboy21(10:08:34 PM): then my mom was like stop fucking texting
LunaVirgen (10:08:51 PM): and she must hate me cos she thinks i'm a distraction
mamasboy21 (10:09:12 PM): yeah she does
LunaVirgen (10:09:20 PM): :/
mamasboy21 (10:10:08 PM): and then she said something about you that made me wanna break something
LunaVirgen (10:10:14 PM): what'd she say'
mamasboy21 (10:10:35 PM): it was kinda mean
mamasboy21 (10:10:58 PM): she said i wish that Luna girl would drop off the face of the earth...

I wouldn't mind that she disliked me if she had met me first. Because then, at least I would have had a fair chance to prove myself, and if I didn't win her over.. that's just the luck of the game. But I've had no chance to show her who I am, so her opinion of me remains anything but fair or valid. I'm stuck in a uncomfortable limbo where she has a preconceived idea of me that I am powerless to change.

This ones by my friend who would like to remain anonymous, hence the name change.

waiting for the phone to ring

I have been using guys forever. I know it isn't a good thing but that's just how i learned to get what i want. If i need to get alcohol for one of my party's i'll call a "friend" who's twenty one. Maybe i'll go on a date with him and then mention that i have to get something at a liquor store before he drops me of at home. If i need a ride ill call a "friend'. If i feel lonely and want to talk to some one I'll call one of my "friends". I never do anything more then give them a peck on the cheek. I guess i still have some morals. If that's what you want to call it.

I don't know if i just need someone to love me, although i don't care much about them. I feel good when i know someone is thinking about me. But how long will it last, before i cant look at my self in the mirror?

People say there are only two types of love. To love someone and to be loved. I have been thinking about this more and more lately. When i look back every guy I've had an interest in doesn't care much for me, and the guys who like me don't mean much to me at all.

What goes around comes around. I'm a big believer in karma, that's probably why i cant eat, or sleep without thinking about one person, who i know doesn't give a fuck about me. While a different and very nice gentleman always texts me, talks to me, and asks me out. I constantly ask my self why i cant like the nice guys.

I wish things weren't so complicated. I also wish i could eat with out feeling these damn butterfly's. I wish he'd text back. I wish i could stop worrying and get on with my life even if that means being single a while longer. At least im able to digest food without feeling the need to vomit.

five and 10

so Ive been getting into dressing well for really cheep. It just seemed right, with the economy being so wrong. I try to add a vintage feel to everything weather its an old accessory or a coat from the 60s.
I went to see the LA Opera and i wore an adorable cocktail dress from forever 21, vintage heels, vintage scarf, vintage pearl necklace, and a trench coat from forever 21. I don't have pics of the whole outfit but i have a few of the dress although they aren't very clear.

hello kitty makes everything

INSPIRED

BLONDS MUST HAVE MORE FUN!

slumber partys

are definitely not what they once were.
Sure me and my friends watch movies, eat junk, and talk about guys
but we also do other stuff like run threw sprinklers in our underwear, drink wine, and smoke...
in fact now that i think about it those slumber party's in movies don't seam very real. I mean
wheres the substance abuse or the partying till dawn with your home girls?