I'm married to Jack Daniel's.

"I've never ever labeled myself. But having said that; I've never limited my life, I've never limited who I sleep with. So, whatever. (…) Call me whatever you want. Call me bisexual, if you need a term for me."

All this relationship drama on my dash. And I’m not even a part of it.


The Last Song was such a sad story and movie especially with the dad dying of cancer. I don’t think I’ve watched 50 first dates, but I’ve seen the trailer and it looks really funny and interesting. Oh, it’s still in the present? Well, I’m glad you find it easier to talk to me about this sort of subject. I’m not a very good relationship advice giver, not having been in many myself, but I’m here if you need company or someone to talk to. I hate when other people try to stereotype me for who they want or see me to be. I’ve learned never to live up to other peoples’ expectations because they always leave you feeling disappointed. Be yourself at all times because you’ll end up happier and other people can see who you really are.

It’s a really good movie, you should watch it. She lost her memory, so he has to make her fall in love with him everyday. Again. And again. And again. Yeah, I don’t really think so. Because the person I am, is not that good.

Hazel. Give Me a booze.




And I think I killed a rabbit. Just letting you know. 

Now you can’t go to Wonderland. Too bad.

I never wanted to go to Wonderland anyway. 

Then everything is perfect.

My heart burns for you like that of a thousand suns.

I guess that is a good thing.


Thanks, Cass. I love you too.

I need a booze.




Oh fuck. I can’t go to your house because your mom is mad at me. 

Really? Why?

Because I call her dude. 

That is really stupid. Who cares. She’s not home.