in the spirit of being real

i love not wearing a bra. i love the feel of the wind on my boobs, and i really don't care if you can see my nipples through my shirt. get over it,they're just nipples. and yes, they are large.

im beyond obsessed with my dog. i talk to her, dress her, and spoil her like no being should ever be spoiled. i got her from a shelter, when i was in the middle of a rough spot in life. we saved each other.

i love answering "NO" when those annoying kids try to stop me on the street and ask me if i have a minute to save the children or if i care about the environment.

i have one regret. he wasnt worth the pain we caused all involved.

i think everyone is beautiful and has the potential to be great.

i think that most people are idiots.

i can drive better than anyone from this state. but i can't park.

i love that baking lets me be creative and anal all at the same time.

high heels, dinner, dancing. makes me happy.

pony tail, flipflops, cheap sunglasses. makes me happier.

i will make fun of you, and make inappropriate comments at every moment possible. rest assured, this is how i show my love.

when you call me sweetheart, and touch my arm, i melt. but you don't know it.

if i could cook and have sex all day, id be in heaven.

i fart.

i appreciate the spanish language for the first time in my life.

my feet sometimes smell.

i hate when people talk to me when i'm on the t. i keep my ipod on and never make eye contact. unless you're doing something weird. then i videotape you.

i am damn clumsy. i get distracted easily. i think im hilarious. i am not, nor will i ever be, cool enough to pull off slang/sayings like 'wicked', 'slow your roll', 'chill', or any of those other things the kids are saying these days. i believe in karma. i love to travel. i hate airplanes.

i love.